The restriction broke at one minute forty.
'There was still time, what happened '.
Xali doubted.
Not because Xali lost focus. Not because the spatial definition failed structurally. The boss hit her at close range with a strike that bypassed the stored spell buffers she had been maintaining as passive support, found the gap between deflection and absorption, and delivered enough direct force to interrupt the sustained draw that the ability required.
The restriction dissolved.
The boss translated immediately — reflex, the ability engaging the moment the constraint lifted, repositioning to the centre of the chamber with the physics-bypassing economy of something reclaiming a language it had been temporarily prevented from speaking.
Xali hit the floor.
