I guess you wonder where I've been

"Miss me?" he asked, "I mean, it's been like what? Days since we last met?" a sarcastic one at that.

"..."

Silence. A full ten seconds worth of silence. Her red eyes stared back at the man's solar-colored pupils. She didn't bother wasting another word to talk to a man like him. Wasteful just as much as the event about to take place, but it's not like she could stop it...

Or could she?

"Right..." Naikhee sighed, shaking his head. "Of course, you'd have to make the job a lot harder.." facepalming before snapping his right hand's fingers.

Without delay, circles seemingly paste themselves all over the upside-down hotel, before said circles began to make spirals. The air found themselves attracted to these spirals, "romantically" allured by them as space gave them a wingman push to make them "kiss", causing another explosion.

The surrounding area was blown away by the wind, with most vehicles going the opposite direction, civilians trying to outrun something they can't- all of it gathering in circles throwing a party of destruction only to seemingly... grind to a halt.

The same negative gradient all over again, time stopping itself as Nicole punches through the concrete with the circles engrained on them before flinging them right in front of Blondie's face, time resuming as if on cue.

BANG!

Naikhee was flung back far enough to reach a large casino building hundreds of meters away from her, albeit he was able to recover just fine from the counterattack he expected she would do. Doing a summersault to break his supposed fall, he made a circle for him to stand on and began to walk sideways.

Nicole, as if on cue, transported herself to the top of another building, staring down at him as citizens began to take pictures, only for them to be slowed down and eventually frozen.

"You know, if you're just going to waste time like that, then it'd be best to surrender and go home," he replied as if he read what she planned to do, shrugging whilst shaking his head, before...

"Don't want us being exposed to TwitX now, do we?"

With a wave of his hand, more circles appear to fire off spears unseen. At the same time, the fetcher disappeared from his square one, popping in and out of multiple buildings like a rat playing chase, ragged directions and random patterns, all to confuse the pale doll.

Much like a GPS, Nicole's eyes tried to follow along with Naikhee's rapid movement, like a cat watching their prey move and not wasting a single energy spent chasing it fruitlessly.

As the projectiles closed in, she halted their movement before trying to prepare for a counterattack, countering one of the wind spears with a kick of equal force, before making a flip to escape the pincer and resuming time.

Assuming Naikhee was preparing another attack, she lands at a nearby pawnshop for cover. Looking around for any disturbance— specifically with the wind, she figured it'd be best to wait him out and waste any attack without revealing any of her own.

But not everything goes into plan.

As she evaluates her body to give a check, a large gash suddenly appears on her shoulder. With a widened look, she looked at the wound; there was a wind spear stuck to it.

With what she thought to just be a barrage of projectiles to zone her out, were simply...

"A feint..." she muttered, plucking it out before being met with...

BANG!

...

Molly tries holding onto the table with his dear life, his fingers sinking in as Meyline grabs his leg.

"What's going on!?" yells green hair.

"Is this the one news was talking about?! I don't think this is related to time at all!"

The loud explosions make it extremely hard to hear one another; no complaining about that. What is to complain about are the things that are happening right now. Much like watching a movie without a script, the actors simply winged their way into getting more "brain food"- balling the awards for the most confusing event with two things:

Time and good 'ol kaboom!

Making their way to the red carpet, which is giving more ALS to every person on Earth, producing enough mushrooms for everyone to eat and partake in the experiment known as "Screw You".

As much as Molly and Meyline want to wrap their head on a ball full of spikes, their flimsy dollar store-bought aluminum foil simply gets perforated through like a porcupine rolling on a piece of parchment paper. Their eyes were simply watching a light show of phantasmal wonders as time and rotational inertia go off into a Shakeperian dance.

Stunned in a Sarhul of colors and lights, marveled by the very beauty of the destruction of two transcendent beings. Words unbefitting of any normal praise, even superlative ones at that, with such synonyms only measured by which they could see and not what they could imagine.

Incomprehensible to boot, above space and time, a sight to behold that no battle in history has ever written.

Wars in the past were fought in bloodshed, one where materialistic desires and misunderstandings lead to something that costs millions of lives, only for them to continue going despite the scarcity of resources or the need for a country's better future.

Repetition. Adaptation.

It was the only way humans managed to evolve past their endeavors and come to an understanding, connections building paths that paved a better and brighter future. However, this didn't impede the concept of conflict nor did it ever stop growing, only remaining in the shadows.

The brighter the world is at progressing, the darker the realization becomes.

However, [REDACTED].

Two unknown combatants, leaving words etched on to every witness. Both with unknown goals, both with relations to each other, and both with a distaste towards a particular object. A normal scuffle to a marvelous earth-shattering show of alienated misfits.

"What's happening?" was all Molly could ask, with Meyline's face saying the same her body plummeting to the floor as the firework show ended with another one. The wind blew past the windows- such a surprise that they didn't break- as the two are knocked away, with Meyline trying to cover her nether regions despite Molly having closed his eyes from the wind piercing his irises.

He was losing it after hearing all of this just happen from meeting a random girl in a street whom he's having feelings on.

"Just... what's going on... Nicole?"