The Real War Begins

ASTHIA DARCK'S POV:

I said nothing, perplexed by the arrival of the mysterious figure. The Dwarven soldiers that had been approaching my position were suddenly floating in the air, helpless against their new enemy.

Were they really floating?

I concentrated, realizing that the world around me was simply moving at a slower pace. The speed of the individual before me was unlike anything I had ever seen, and I had no idea why I was able to share their speed through my own eyes.

A flash of lightning blinded me momentarily as a trail of yellow zipped from soldier to soldier, instantly killing them before slamming into the ground and causing an eruption of energy.

The figure returned to its original position, waiting for his surroundings to process what had just happened.