The construct moved again, and this time there was no pause, no hesitation, no transition between stillness and motion. It simply acted, as if the concept of waiting no longer existed within its parameters. The space between moments had collapsed entirely, and in that absence, action became continuous. Aurelion saw it the instant it happened, not through sight alone, but through the shift in intent that rippled across the chamber. This wasn't acceleration in the physical sense. It was compression. The construct was no longer bound to sequence the way they were.
