The building that Leara described was well known to David, and he knew how to get there quickly. Something inside of him caused him to hesitate and pause though. He wasn't sure if it was the petrifying fear that he felt from the whole situation, despite the tough exterior he had shown with his words just moments earlier, or whether it was some bound sense of duty to help Leara make sure she dispatched of the ugly shadowy figure that towered before them. He knew he should follow her orders, clearly the game was over, this was not one and he would have to eat his words later.<br/><br/>Fight or flight moments were rare for David Marsh, in fact he could hardly think of moments where he had been faced with them. The latest incident he had been sleeping when it started so the death of his wife didn't count, this was new for him, and while he would have thought flight would have been his body's response, it was fight. When he saw Leara go for the tree branch he also saw the shadowy figure appear to start casting something. The iciness flowed from its hands, and the air chilled all around him. Clearly the figure had ridden David off as harmless, a grave mistake. While David didn't know how to fight, he was strong as an ox, and given the right opportunity could use that strength to his advantage.<br/><br/>Just like Leara had done, he too went for a stick, David spotted one on the ground behind him, where the creature was not looking. He ran off to grab it, the indication would be that he was obeying what Leara had told him, when in reality he had grabbed the stick and ran full force back toward the shadowy figure. He swung the stick hard, shattering it across the creature's back. The stick had been about two inches in diameter so the blow had to hurt at least a little bit. Unfortunately the desired effect of knocking the monstrosity to the ground didn't quite work out, instead he did succeed in interrupting the spell it had been casting. The creature turned its attention toward David, ignoring Leara for a moment.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"So it seems you are not quite as worthless as I would have believed, David Marsh you show promise. Join me, kill the girl, and I can show you power beyond your wildest dreams."<br/>
</span><br/>Power beyond his wildest dreams was not something David had imagined having. Given his recent struggles in life the offer was harder to turn down than he initially thought it would be. A month ago he would have said no immediately, but power like he was being presented with gave him the slightest thought that he might be able to go back in time and save his wife. At the very least prevent something like that from happening ever again.<b>"So with this power, can I go back in time? Alter the events of the universe?"</b>If the creature had had visible lips he would have gotten the impression it was smiling,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"Yes, that is indeed possible, for you anything is possible..."</span>