Vadim PoV
Suddenly, the light from Mirei intensified. The broken world began to come back together. Buildings, trees, mountains, seas, stars. They were all being restored as if painted anew by some giant invinsible brush.
Mirei grunted as reached for the sword, unseathing it. With it, she sliced through the lingering shadows seeks to consumed what remained of her and Even's homeworld.
"Time... it's begun to beat again in that world," the second woman said, raising a hand to her chin. "That woman has done it."
The other three stared apprehensively. Mirei's figure began to flicker.
Even smiled. She was being hid from the gaze of the Temporal Keepers.
The second man stood up. "What now? Is she dying?"
"No," Even said, grinning. "She's not dying. Your ability to stop her is waning even more. She will soon become free from your restraints."
