Jack Joyce sat in the makeshift lab, the air humming with the unstable energy of the Chronon disaster. Before he could stop the end of time, he had to master the stuttering world around him.

When the sphere finally collapsed, the pent-up kinetic energy exploded inward. A dozen rounds struck the enforcer simultaneously, the sheer force shattering his armor and sending him reeling.

"Move, Jack!" Beth Wilder’s voice crackled over the comms.

But the guards weren't alone. A heavy-duty enforcer stepped forward, encased in Chronon-resistant armor. Jack didn't panic. He raised his hand, casting a . The sphere expanded, trapping the enforcer in a localized stasis field. Jack unloaded his pistol into the shimmering barrier. Each bullet didn't hit the guard; they stacked, hovering in mid-air within the bubble's edge.