With practiced ease Garret ignored his surroundings and continued reciting his spell; shutting out the voices, the freezing cold the Troll’s magic produced, and the smell of burning flesh and hair. His entire concentration was devoted to the spell, everything else was meaningless right now… all he needed was few more moments and it would be complete.<br/><br/><span style="color: navy">“si meage tairais coinah ekess birk, orgato coi qe ekess wer lleisgarir verthicha, orgato coi qe ekess shio shar ve!”</span>As the final somatic components escaped Garret’s lips his voice changed… becoming deeper and more warped as mana poured through him and into the spell, giving it life. The runes on his coat gave a final bright flare, bathing the surrounding room in flinty blue light, before finally extinguishing. Zer would suddenly realize that the silhouettes on the walls were moving very slowly, impossibly slow…  And the incoherent screams from the burning orc were suddenly warbled and had changed pitch dramatically.<br/><br/>Garret slumped over, nearly losing his balance thanks to his tome, acutely aware of how much energy he had put into the spell. Excluding Zer'zan from the spell had created an extra cost, it was hard enough to exclude just one person (himself... usually) from the effects but two was a tremendous task.<span style="color: navy">“Grab one of the girls in the skimpy outfits and head towards the door on the left! I’m going for the goblin! ”</span>Garret practically barked at the Troll, knowing the spell would not hold for long. Without another moments hesitation, the chronomancer barreled through the frozen entrance to the secluded area, shattering the frozen cloth, ignoring his exhaustion through sheer will power while he headed straight past the bouncers and directly towards the Goblin (once he managed to spot the little bugger of course).<br/><br/>Razr and the guards would only perceive a black blur moving out of the tent, followed by a loud crack as the frosted entrance broke apart. A nanosecond later the Goblin would notice an arm grabbing his collar, before the entire world turned into a maddening blur of speed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>