Time continued its strange staccato pull on Elise, by turns dragging her forward like a riptide and lapping gently at her feet with nothing more than faint wavelets. The ranger spent several weeks held in tense, rapt expectation before the storm finally struck, riling up waves that would surely have drowned her had she not been prepared for them. Even then, she wasn’t sure her preparations were adequate.
The test run of the barrier defenses had gone well. Astredian even seemed to have approved of the catton wizard’s jerry-rigged solution after seeing it work during their run through, though Pita was still doubtful as to its efficacy in an actual battle. They were certainly much better prepared than they had been in her previous life. At least, from what she had read, since she hadn’t act
