Sareth's halberd came down on Quinlan like a guillotine.
"No!" Kitsara's voice cracked with terror as she lunged forward.
"I won't let you!" Vex roared, sprinting despite the blood gushing from her ruined eye and myriad other wounds.
"Master!!!" Blossom cried as she did her best to collect herself after the strike to her stomach by this level 68 monstrosity.
Even Feng, the girl in the low level 20s, who was barely conscious thanks to the sheer pressure emitted by their enemy, crawled toward Quinlan to shield him. "Don't you dare touch him…"
But they were too late.
The halberd descended without awaiting their permission.
But suddenly, everything stopped. To Quinlan, time itself seemed to have slowed.
The hiss of steel pushing through air at breakneck speed dulled. The flash of emerald armor faded into a smear. The light itself seemed to hesitate.
It was not the world that froze.
It was him.
