At this very moment, Daniel found himself utterly unable to move. His limbs, his breath, even the flow of his own power were bound still. And yet, his mind remained ablaze, racing ceaselessly as he searched for some method—any method—to break free of this frozen instant.
What Aurelia had said was true. This moment belonged to her alone.
And now Daniel understood, with chilling clarity, just how vast the gulf was between mortals and a god. Her speed was close to infinite; her will was enough to stretch a single second into eternity if she so chose. With a mere thought, Aurelia could make this fleeting instant last forever.
So this was the power of a god…
Her voice, languid yet filled with authority, drifted once more into his ears."You guessed correctly. At this moment, I cannot directly touch the Origin Land. And besides… I do not intend to kill you."
"Since you are so unwilling to welcome my descent, then fend for yourselves. I leave you your fate. Good luck."
