I Can’t Hold It

Calvin gritted his teeth as he pushed himself up into a sitting position, wincing at the sharp pain shooting through his twisted ankle. The throbbing was relentless, each pulse a reminder that he wouldn’t be able to outrun his pursuers. He glanced up the incline he’d just tumbled down. The beams of flashlights flickered closer, casting eerie shadows across the trees as the voices of Han Xin’s men grew louder.

*I need to heal this ankle… but they’re too close,* he thought, frustration and fear warring within him. His mind raced, trying to calculate his options. His martial arts skills wouldn’t be enough to fend off the attackers in his current state, and he couldn’t afford to waste any more time. Every second counted.

He focused inward, summoning his energy, feeling the familiar warmth of his power surge through his veins. He knew what he had to do—slow down time itself, just enough to give him a chance to heal. But he also knew the risks. Manipulating time while trying to heal his bod
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