Chronos didn't even flinch.
The blob of water surged toward him; it wasn't large but strong enough to drench him completely. Yet before a single drop could touch his golden armor, Chronos just lifted one finger, a small, almost lazy gesture.
And time itself obeyed. The water froze in mid-air, every droplet suspended like crystal beads caught in sunlight. They shimmered faintly, reflecting the soft blue glow radiating from his chest. The world went utterly still; sound, air, and even the faint heartbeat of the earth seemed to stop, swallowed by the weight of his command.
"Hello, Undine," Chronos said at last, his voice smooth yet resonant, echoing like a thousand tones layered together. His gaze swept across the space, calm but all-seeing. "And Tempest, Afrit, and you… Terra." His smile is small, faintly amused.
Undine's eyes narrowed. "You could've told us, Chronos!" she snapped, the tension in her tone sharp enough to slice through the silence.
