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He checked the central display of his chronometer. The digital readouts glowed a soft, steady white. The main counter read 10:10:30, and the secondary display below it held steady at 03. He breathed a sigh of relief; the timeline was holding, and the temporal rift was stabilizing exactly as he had calculated.

"Just a few more minutes," Elian whispered to himself, his fingers tracing the cold metal of the casing. 440-2838-008.jpg

He turned the crown clockwise, setting the coordinates for the temporal anchor. The numbers on the display blurred as they spun through countless calculations. He felt a sudden wave of vertigo as the ground beneath his feet seemed to shift, a side effect of the device interacting with the local space-time continuum. He checked the central display of his chronometer