2.1 : The Nick

Happy New Year all. It's short, but I'm back. ^-^

The shields that protected Shaen were rarely created from her own reserves anymore. That's why she had the Misshapen, to watch her, to protect the vehicle for her spirit. Still, reflex was a difficult thing to kill, even when the body one inhabited wasn't strictly connected to the instinct that had been with it from the beginning. So as the lady's head was about to be smashed into the concrete, she drew upon her own body for once, and the ground cushioned her fall with a softness that did not match its appearance. Unfortunately, reflex denied any proper reaction to falling and being kicked in the back of the head...blood dribbled from where she had slammed her teeth into her tongue, and the iron taste filled her mouth completely.

That was probably the exact instant that Time stopped having a chance.