~ Third Person's Point of View ~
Alice took a deep breath as she stopped behind the man. She stopped and tapped his shoulders, but, the man turned into hundreds of doves.
"Oh!" She exclaimed.
She hurriedly stepped back when the doves vanished. The lightning has gone but, there was an old man who held a cane.
He said, "Alice," The old man looked at her and added. "Open your eyes and see the truth. Reflect and know what you are capable of. You are a warrior princess, a Queen who will take the throne of your father. Let it go, Alice! Let it go!"
"I... I don't understand! I... remembered you, old man! You are the..."
Alice gasped as he opened his palm. Lightning and thunderstorm strike to the ground. The snow stopped from falling, and the fire suddenly paused.
"You stopped the time! H... How did you?"
