My fingers moved before I could second-guess the impulse, and I used [Swap].
In an instant, space bent around me, the world turning inside out for a breathless heartbeat.
And then a shift.
WHOOSH!
The beast now stood where I had been, mid-air, jaws wide open. And I was suddenly in front of Zivra.
She flinched, eyes going wide as she registered me, her breath catching in her throat.
She had braced for death. That much was obvious.
She hadn't even tried to shield herself.
Just curled in on herself, waiting for the pain to come.
But it didn't.
Instead, she looked up to see me, her father's killer, standing where certain death was supposed to be.
Back where I once was, the orange leopard hit the ground, claws digging into the earth as her momentum skidded her sideways. Sparks shot out from her paws as she twisted mid-motion, realizing too late that something was wrong.
She landed in a different place.
The prey she was supposed to crush was no longer beneath her.
