Though she didn’t feel dizzy, she found she lacked the sense of balance to stand, and tipped forward. Between one heartbeat and the next, everything seemed to click. She felt as though she were floating in slow motion rather than falling, her body thrumming.
Flight?
She extended one arm toward the arm of the chair to catch herself, but she underestimated the speed and strength of the movement in the midst of this slow motion world. The chair was sent flying, skidding across the floor.
Ahh, actual time powers? Niice. Time is a cool category, even with the powers that don’t involve actual time travel.
She fell hard, the moment over, her fall no longer slow motion.
Oof.
On the other side of the room, the chair hit the wall and shattered.
So she can slow time down for herself, consequently making her movements faster.
Makes sense, with the meditative void’s feeling of detachment and calm.
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