Before Ben could ask what that meant, the Chronosapien twisted its clock-hand. Time in the tunnel stuttered. Rook froze mid-blink. A drop of sludge hung in the air like a brown diamond. Only Ben and the Chronosapien moved.
“You cannot stop what is already written,” the Chronosapien hissed. “Eon will unmake your every transformation. One by one. Starting with the first.” ben 10 omniverse
And standing over him was a tall, thin alien with a blue face, red eyes, and a voice like broken glass. Before Ben could ask what that meant, the
“That’s cheating,” Ben growled.
“ Four Arms ,” Ben whispered. “He took my first heavy hitter.” thin alien with a blue face
To be continued in: “The Ghost of the First Ten”