(Third Person POV)
Aestrea took one step forward.
The moment his foot touched the ground, everything around him slowed down.
The air grew strangely thick, like he was moving through honey. His body felt heavy, sluggish, and even his thoughts seemed to have slowed down.
"...Time?" he muttered, his eyes narrowing in surprise.
Horae smiled from across the chamber as a beautiful scepter suddenly appeared on ehr hand, glowing faintly.
The golden light around her pulsed slowly... and Aestrea quickly realized that it was those waves that were slowing him down.
"Correct," she said, her voice echoing in the slowed space.
"I am Horae, the Goddess of Time. Welcome to my domain."
"Tsk," Aestrea clicked his tongue in annoyance.
This was definitely going to be an annoying battle.
He forced his body to move, pushing against the invisible weight of slowed time.
Shing!
His dual swords appeared in his hands.
