I felt death approach as inevitability.
Then.....
Time stuttered.
The universe screamed in protest.
Shin appeared between moments—eyes glowing, hands shaking, blood streaming from his nose.
"I'm sorry," he whispered not to the gods, but to me.
He invoked forbidden Kai techniques, time folded, reversed, cut.
Not time travel.
More of a localized time manipulation to Extract and disrupt moments from time .
The human champion froze mid-existence then shattered into unrealized possibilities.
The gods roared.
Shin grabbed me, my confusion and pain clouding my mind
And tore a hole in causality itself.
End of the chapter