The Watchmaker's Will"
The high-tech detonator in his hand slipped and fell onto the floorboards, completely inert, cold, and lifeless, its delicate internal circuitry permanently fried by the severe temporal acceleration.
The Silver Monarch looked down at his wrinkled, heavily trembling hands, tears of absolute despair and defeat welling up in his rapidly fading eyes. "What... what have you done to me?" he wheezed, his voice barely audible.
"I simply gave you back your true biological age," Ethan said coldly, reaching down to pick up the old photograph of his grandfather from the desk and placing it safely into his shirt pocket. "I took back every single second of time you stole from my family. Your empire is com