The threshold shook for hundreds of miles as Rowan stamped his feet and charged at the Divine Ascendant.
Two beams of force speared out from the two hovering orbs of silver on the Divine Ascendant's shoulders, as they traveled towards Rowan, the energy of time wrapped around the beam and it vanished appearing a few moments in the past at the precise moment Rowan made his move.
One moment the twin beams of force were dozens of feet away from Rowan and the next they were two millimeters away from crushing his skull.
Rowan's eyes widened and his perception slowed time to a near stop, and he bent his neck backward, farther than what could ever be natural, and the beam of force barely brushed past him, ruffling his long red hair.