"Go on."
Souran and Kenno came face to face in that instant. It might have been a jump scare. But the Unlimited Star was not fazed. In his perception, the Arch-Lich had slowly slinked into view. A whole second had passed by before her sockets were staring deep into his eyes.
Unlimited Conception was the name Kenno had given to this ability. The trillions of Territories throbbing within him ground down the essence of time he had received from the Mages, channeling it between them and then expelling the comprehension derived from the process towards his brain. His neurons drank the resulting effects greedily, however scant they were. Unlike the essence of space, which Kenno had been able to grasp even before the Mages helped him, time was more elusive – slippery.
The only thing he managed to do with it was quicken his perception and how he conceived each and every thought he had. Even against beings that could move many times faster than him, he wouldn't be completely helpless now.
