[b]The Clock of Eternity has already moved, but its overseer has returned to her post[/b] - Hexagonal Chamber 

The drowsiness of waking up from the sleep of eons would not be lost on this goddess whom had been around since the dawn of creation itself. The gaps in her memory concerned her immediately but what concerned her more was the location, The Time. The Place. She needed to get out to see the heavens to properly analyze how much time had passed. She couldn't focus unless she knew just how many seconds. She had counted within her dream, and that gave her some comfort. But if she was even off by 15 seconds. She would be upset. Paranoid and rather jumpy to everything around her. Thus she wished to correct herself.

Her entire attention however was brought to bear when she noticed that this chamber was not for her. This was not one of her rare temples. This was not one of her scarce worshippers. More gods were present. She was not alone. That concerned her. She had felt a great deal of her power had been taken from her. Lost into the ethers of time. She could claw it back. But it would take far more effort then she would like.

She did however had enough power left to deal with a potential travesty. The energy within her body would pool upwards to the whirring gears of her eye. The Gears inside starting to shift and whir, as everything around her started to appear slower. She had not changed the time of her environment. Only her own Time. As she would step forward as the kick would be moving forwards towards the collapsed girls ribs. She would move forwards. She didn't have much strength, Nor did she know the girls circumstance. But she was alive again. She wasn't about to let one of her more anger prone brethen kill their benefactor now. Was she?

She would fall in front of the kick. it was the most she could do. She couldn't push the girl out of the way in time afterall. And any injury she herself would sustain wouldn't last...  She would effectively use her own body as a punching bag for the anger of another of her kin. She had her thoughts. She had her questions. But she was motivated by the fact that breaking the girl would not save them any time.