An Ugly Turning Point

Integral Time.

Replicus couldn't believe his eyes. He almost got so lost in the idea that he had gotten into contact with such an absurd concept, that he forgot to make a sharp turn to avoid the crazed Musing whose figure almost caught up in that moment.

Skilfully, he dodged and darted to the side while keeping track of where [Epiphany] supposed detected the flakes of Integral Time.

'What in the world...?' Replicus thought while enabling his thought phantoms to take the theorising wheel from him as he focused on outmanoeuvring Musing.

The Ardent Curse had taken to hurling jets of explosive might while cackling bitterly... sombrely, more like.