Green light crackled around his body.
His eyes glowed.
"The only question is…"
Can I actually kill him…
while time is frozen?"
He stepped forward.
One slow step.
Then another.
He stood right in front of Primus' frozen face.
Nolan lifted his fist.
And his voice dropped to a whisper.
"…Let's find out."
He pulled his arm back.
And prepared to strike.
Nolan raised his fist.
His target: Primus's face.
The air itself seemed to hold its breath.
And then—
Crack.
A shiver ran through the frozen room.
Time itself fractured.
"What the hell?" Nolan muttered.
But it was too late.
Primus caught him.
Even in the midst of a frozen moment, he moved.
A grin stretched across Primus's face.
Then—glass shattered. Everywhere.
Shards flew around him, slicing through the frozen air.
"What the—how?" Nolan's mind screamed.
Primus had broken through his time-space.
He leaned backward instinctively.
