Tyme growls and speeds time up around the vines. Turning them brittle and frail. Breaking free easily. Stopping everything in time. Well it was more like he sped himself up so fast...everything else SEEMED not to be moving. He spiral flips over Raion and uses his back as a launching pad to get further. Flipping and landing on his feet.<br/><br/>Returning time to normal and Raion's sword would be wedged or he'd have lost momentary hold on it. In any case...he still had gotten his sleeve cut off. A slice down his arm at a diagonal angle. Yet he was alive...and that is what matters. "Ready for round two...old flake?" he says. His eyes glowed with light.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Fate rolls his eyes. Sensing another person...he headed in that direction. Following the aura and lands silently behind the woman. "Hello...and who are you?" he asks. His tone indifferent yet warm. Go figure. He walks around to in front of her. "I am Fate. Brother of Tyme. What we do and what we are is too difficult to explain. What I will tell you is...I will not do any harm to you."</span>