From the moment Undead Wildfire reappeared and introduced herself to her own student, Lightchaser had been holding back, waiting for them to finish.
When Wildfire started saying all that nonsense, Lightchaser had already been pushing her patience to the limit.
And what did she get in return?
"One burst and she's done."
Lightchaser looked up at the sky and let out a long breath, silently warning herself.
From now on, whenever she saw that face, whether it was from Quiet Mountain, the Star Sea, or any other timeline, she would not go easy on her. Not even a little.
The elf flicked her dagger.
The glowing time pointer that had been hovering beside her ear suddenly expanded, flattening across the entire clock arena.
A massive clock hand began rotating slowly beneath their feet.
Its glow was soft, almost gentle.
Yet impossible to ignore.
Without waiting for her student to finish explaining the rules to Wildfire, Lightchaser moved.
She rushed in.
