With a mere thought, the river of multiple colors beneath their feet rippled gently, like the surface of a tranquil lake disturbed by a falling leaf. The next instant, the texture of the River of Time changed. What had once appeared fluid and ethereal began to pull at them as though it had transformed into living quicksand. None of the group reacted in panic. There was no fear, no resistance, only trust as the River of Time drew them in slowly, deliberately, until their forms were swallowed entirely and erased from its surface.
Within seconds, they vanished completely from the River of Time and reappeared within the ramen timeline Aaaninja had brought them to. The transition was seamless, almost unnaturally smooth. Aaaninja immediately withdrew the time particles he had wrapped around their bodies moments earlier, ensuring that none of the foreign temporal residue lingered longer than necessary.
"You may open your eyes," Aaaninja intoned calmly the moment he was done.
