A cacophony of alarms blared in Lucian's mind, each shrill note a reminder that everything he once held dear had been stripped away.
Though he had lost nearly everything, his instincts remained razor sharp, a glimmer of resilience amid the ruin.
Without a moment's hesitation, he stepped back, his figure dissolving into a fleeting blur as if trying to outrun the very specter of the incoming despair.
Yet, in the midst of his desperate retreat, his evasive maneuvers proved futile.
Aaaninja granted Lucian no reprieve.
With nothing but a cold thought, Aaaninja summoned forth another ability, a power that defied the natural order.
[Temporal Gravity]
In that very instant, the skill manifested.
Lucian, who had already put several kilometers between himself and Aaaninja, was abruptly halted mid stride.
