In less than a single second of real-world time, I had killed every single attacker in and around the villa. I returned to my exact original position, still wrapped tightly in Diana's protective embrace. I hugged her back just as fiercely, kissed the top of her head, and finally deactivated God Speed.
The world slammed back into normal speed with brutal violence.
Gun triggers were pulled — but the guns were gone. The armed men's bodies jerked violently as their severed arteries finally released.
Blood exploded from their throats in dramatic, arterial sprays, painting the walls and floor in bright red. They collapsed like broken puppets, gurgling and choking, eyes wide with sudden, confused terror as they realized they were already dead.
The entire corridor turned into a slaughterhouse in an instant — bodies hitting the floor with wet, heavy thuds, blood pooling rapidly beneath them in growing lakes.
