“I came along on a hunt…”
Clara focused her mind until time slowed around her. In reality, she was speeding up while time moved at the same pace. This enabled her to react and move quicker, sometimes faster than the eye could see.
“Really?” Artemis said. “You just stumbled onto my personal hunting grounds? Armed to the teeth?”
As time slowed down, the words Artemis spoke were stretched out and lowered in pitch. Clara hated holding conversations in this state, but the payoff was well-worth the aggravation. This enabled her to dodge attacks if need be, even if such powers were still, ironically, time limited.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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