Chrys flinches as Cable touches him. He could feel the many timelines the man has touched, all the scars of multiple breaches through reality he took. Part of him wanted to recoil away from the touch. But one part pushed for the slight chance of doing something big. He latched onto the feeling and focused himself. The grey field around him bubbled and the pressure intensified. He knew what he needed to do, but he wasn't sure he was strong enough to pull it off.

'I have to remove time and anchor them into subspace...' Thinking quickly he put together a plan and acted on it. By now, it was as if unbearable weight was on everyone but Chrys, as his field took up every last bit of air around them and condensed it, pressurizing the area. Chrys holds out a hand and focuses on the box in his mind. 'Here goes...' He takes a dewp breath and releases it. "Anchor and Shift..."

The field pops, taking everyone but Chrys out of the area and into a dark unseeable void where pressurized pockets of air surrounds everyone. Moments later a man steps out. It's Chrys... But it looks like he's aged several years with his features sharpening and he's grown a short patchy beard. "Well now I know what the Cost is then..." His voice is noticeably deeper. "That and I think I gave myself an aneurysm. You guys have your chat and whatever... I'm gonna drift here for a bit..."

He let himself fall back. If one could do such a thing in an endless void. He had several revelations about himself now, and was beginning to understand what was going on with his powers. His Cost was his own life, something that while seemed bad, withlut using his powers and living healty, he'd practically be immortal, since time only affect him slowly. However he jumped to where he should be now, since he'd removed his own field to transport the others into his subspace domain along with more than enough air to keep them alive. The air part was tricky, as too much could cause them damage and too litlle would kill them. But by doing all of that caused time to catch up to him, an eighteen year old. He felt much better, albiet the blood currently leaking from him in copious amounts, but he'd done something amazing.... And he'd never forget this.