He clenched his fist, time rippling faintly around his body.
"but because of everything that happened before this moment."
His eyes locked onto Primus.
"So keep this in mind."
The void fell silent.
"No matter what you do to me," Nolan said calmly.
"Break my arms. Tear off my legs. Pierce my heart."
He raised his hand, fingers snapping once.
Tick.
"I can return myself to normal," he said.
"As if it never happened."
The air trembled.
"I don't need regeneration," Nolan continued.
"I don't need healing."
"I simply undo it."
For a brief moment,
Primus stared.
Then,
He laughed.
Not loud.
Not manic.
Low.
Cruel.
Amused.
"Oh," Primus said, his smile widening slowly.
"Do you have any idea what you've just told me?"
Nolan didn't answer.
Primus stepped forward, aura thickening, ancient pressure pressing against the Time Domain itself.
"That doesn't make you untouchable," Primus said.
"That doesn't make you immortal."
He raised his hand, fingers curling slightly.
