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All she can remember is grabbing Weiss and running.
She'd never really pushed her semblance to its limits as the shakiness it induced made such high speed movement dangerous and clumsy. Eventually she reached such a speed that the landscape visually warped around her.
She'd continued to run as the world continued to distort, drops of rain frozen in place where they fell, and then at the last second before the wave had hit she jumped.
It was like she was being pushed and pulled in every direction, gravitational orientation was impossibility and up and down no longer existed and everything was whirling in a convalescing mass collapsing under its own deteriorating reality.
And then, in an instant, time and space were rewritten.
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Ruby Rose the girl who ran through time.