Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-35691777-20180605213700/@comment-26146765-20180619013032

Time Guardian: No.

Her voice rings clear across the very fabric of reality. The shattered hourglass begins to glow. Blue sand swirls around her, forming a massive sandstorm that stretches though multiple dimensions.

Time Guardian: Demon. If you cannot restrain yourself, I will have to do it for you.

Her mortal host begins burning away, her physical form giving way to pure magic. The very concept of time, solidified into a vaguely human figure, glowing cobalt blue. The grains of the sandstorm orbit around the figure faster and faster. They begin to cut though the anomalies, relentlessly assaulting the combatants. Their immortal powers do not defend them against the unstoppable concept of time. This power is beyond magic. It is the perfect, order of the universe, correcting the taints.

She reaches out a glowing hand, as if to touch something. However her hand is entering through the very fabric of reality.

And she tears the demon, Zenith, out of the timestream, out of reality, and into the void of emptiness.