Testing the Limits of Time

Chapter 22: The Tides of Time

The air in the Warsaw safe house felt unbreathable, not just from the dust and decay but from the tension of what was coming. The team sat close around a small table, the only light coming from a flickering lamp. They spoke quietly about their next move. Tyler had his monitoring equipment spread out in front of him, wires running in and out of an old, battered suitcase that disguised his advanced technology.
"The data spikes here, here, and here," Tyler said, pointing to three locations on the map. "We're looking at temporal disturbances not just in Warsaw but across the war's timeline. Revisionist activity is happening at multiple points, and if we don't act quickly, we're going to lose control."
Skylar frowned, her brow furrowing as she traced the areas on the map with her finger. "They're getting bolder. These spikes mean they're not just reacting—they're planning something far more destrucitve."
"Warsaw's bad enough," Kody interjected, leaning forward, "but if they're spread out across different periods of the war, it means they're hitting key moments, trying to reshape everything. We can't fight this on one front."
Jamie, sitting beside the window and keeping an eye on the street outside, nodded. "We need to be strategic. Where are they likely to hit hardest?"
Tyler tapped his screen. "If we're going by historical significance, we're looking at early 1940s London. The Blitz. The Revisionists could cripple the Allies by taking out key leaders. Churchill, for one."
Skylar leaned back, the seriousness of the situation clear on her face. "If they assassinate Churchill, it'll destroy British morale. That would change the entire trajectory of the war. We can't let that happen."
"And here in Warsaw," Kody added, "if the intellectuals and cultural leaders don't survive, Poland's history and identity could be irreparably damaged. The Revisionists are playing a long game. They don't just want to win battles; they want to erase the future by altering key figures in the past."
Skylar massaged her temples, feeling the pressure of leadership. "We don't have a choice. We'll need to go separate ways."
Kody looked at her, his expression tense. "You really think that's a good idea? Splitting up makes us easier targets."
"I know," Skylar replied. "But it also means we cover more ground. Tyler, Jamie, I want you two in London. Use the tech to track the Revisionists and stop the assassination attempt. Kody and I will stay here and protect the intellectuals."
Tyler and Jamie exchanged a quick glance, both knowing the risks. Tyler hesitated before speaking. "You're sending us into the middle of the Blitz. If we screw up, history as we know it could collapse."
Skylar locked eyes with him. "That's why you won't screw up."
The team quickly packed their equipment. Tyler and Jamie got into their disguises, dressing as regular people from the 1940s. Underneath their old-fashioned clothes, they had special devices that would help them fit in and control time when necessary.
"London, 1941," Skylar said as she handed Tyler a device that resembled a pocket watch but was anything but that. "You'll be arriving in the middle of the Blitz, so stay out of sight until you get a read on where the Revisionists are."
Jamie nodded, adjusting her coat. "And Churchill?"
"Keep him alive," Skylar said. "He's more important to the war effort than almost anyone else. If the Revisionists get to him, we're done."
Tyler smiled grimly. "No pressure, right?"
Skylar shook her head. "None at all."
With that, Tyler and Jamie activated the temporal device, the air shimmering around them as they vanished from the safe house, leaving Skylar and Kody alone in 1939 Warsaw.
When Tyler and Jamie arrived in London, it was as though they had stepped into another world. The sky was dark, lit only by the distant flashes of German bombs and the glow of fires raging in the city. Sirens wailed, and explosions echoed through the air. The streets were in chaos as people scrambled to find shelter from the bombs falling around them.
Tyler checked his device, scanning for temporal anomalies. "We're in the right place," he said. "The Revisionists have already been active. The energy readings are high."
Jamie looked around, her eyes sharp as she searched for any trace of their targets. "They might be undercover, but they can't hide forever. We need to find Churchill, and we need to do it fast."
The two of them moved through the crowd, trying to stay unnoticed. Tyler's gadget was picking up signs of time disruptions, guiding them toward the center of the city where Churchill was supposedly hiding.
As they walked toward Westminster, the destruction around them became more obvious. Buildings were crumbling and falling apart, and the streets were littered with debris. People were either hiding in makeshift shelters or trying to run away, their faces full of fear and confusion.
Jamie glanced around, her face serious. "This place... it's worse than I imagined."
Tyler nodded. "The war was brutal, but Churchill's leadership kept Britain in the fight. If they kill him..."
"They won't," Jamie interrupted, sounding determined. "We won't let them."
Meanwhile, in Warsaw, Skylar and Kody were on a crucial mission of their own. They moved quickly through the occupied city, staying low and blending into the shadows. The intellectuals they were supposed to protect were in hiding, scattered in various secret locations across the city.
Kody scanned the buildings around them with full focus. "The Nazis are getting closer. We need to hurry."
"I know," Skylar replied, her voice filled with tension. "But we can't let them reach these people. They're essential for preserving Poland's culture. If they're killed, the Revisionists win."
The two of them navigated the city with determination, relying on their understanding of the area and its history to steer clear of Nazi patrols. They discovered the first group of intellectuals cramped in the basement of a rundown building, their faces marked by fear and doubt.
"We're here to help," Skylar said gently, kneeling down beside a woman clutching a stack of books. "You have to come with us. It's not safe here."
The woman hesitated, her eyes squinted with anxiety. "Where will we go? There's nowhere left to hide."
Skylar glanced at Kody, then back at the woman. "We have a safe place. We just need to get you there."
The woman looked at her companions, then nodded slowly. "We'll come. But we can't leave everything behind. Our work..."
Skylar reached out, placing a reassuring hand on the woman's shoulder. "Your work is what we're here to protect. We won't let it be lost."
***
Back in London, Tyler and Jamie finally found Churchill's temporary office, hidden away in a bunker under Westminster. They hurried along, tiptoeing as they got closer to the entrance. Tyler felt his device buzzing softly in his pocket, letting him know there were nearby time distortions.
"They're here," he whispered. "Stay sharp."
They slipped into the bunker, keeping to the shadows as they approached Churchill's office. Inside, they could hear the low murmur of voices, but one stood out—a voice that didn't belong.
Jamie peered through a crack in the door. "It's them. The Revisionists."
Tyler nodded. "We need to act fast. If they're here, Churchill's life is in danger."
They entered the room together, moving quickly and with clear intent. Inside, they spotted Churchill at his desk, unaware of the threat looming behind him—an agent from the Revisionists posing as one of his aides, ready to attack.

Without thinking, Jamie charged forward, disarming the agent and pinning him to the floor. Meanwhile, Tyler swiftly neutralized the device the agent was holding, which was a small, hidden weapon disguised as a pen.
Churchill, startled but composed, looked at them with a mixture of confusion and admiration. "Who are you?"
"We're just... travelers," Tyler said, exchanging a glance with Jamie. "And we're here to make sure you live to fight another day."
Churchill raised an eyebrow, his curiosity gnawing at him. "Well, I do appreciate that. Though I daresay, I could've handled that fellow myself."
Jamie smiled, standing up and dusting herself off. "I don't doubt that, sir."
***
In Warsaw, Skylar and Kody had successfully escorted the intellectuals to safety, but the city was still under siege. As they moved through the streets, the sound of gunfire in the distance reminded them of the relentless conflict raging around them.
Kody turned to Skylar, his face grim. "We saved them, but how many more can we help?"
Skylar's jaw tightened. "We do what we can. We can't save everyone, but we can make a difference."
Kody nodded, his expression softening. "Yeah, I guess you're right."
***
Tyler and Jamie, after successfully preventing the first assassination attempt on Winston Churchill, found themselves working under the cover of night, pretending to be air raid wardens during the ongoing bombings of London. The streets were filled with chaos, with explosions illuminating the sky as German planes flew above.
But the threat they were dealing with wasn't just from the bombs—it was from the Revisionists, who had set their sights on Churchill once again.
Using their knowledge of the time period and their hidden tech, they monitored the movements of people around key locations. The Revisionists were trying to blend in, making it hard to distinguish between a regular person taking shelter and someone from the future attempting to alter the timeline.
Tyler's device, disguised as a simple clipboard, rang faintly, warning them that something was wrong.
"They're here," Tyler whispered to Jamie as they approached an underground bunker where Churchill was holding a meeting with his top advisors. "We can't let them get another shot."
Jamie nodded, her eyes scanning the area for anything out of place. They spotted a man moving suspiciously, his uniform slightly off, his actions too precise for someone in the chaos of an air raid.
"That's our guy," Jamie said quietly.
As they approached the bunker, the man made his move. Slipping past the guards with a confidence that screamed Revisionist, he headed straight for Churchill's private meeting room. Tyler and Jamie acted fast, intercepting him before he could pull out a small device—a disguised weapon from the future that would have ended Churchill's life in seconds.
"Not this time," Jamie muttered, grabbing the man and twisting his arm behind his back. Tyler quickly disabled the device, pocketing it before anyone could see what it really was.
Churchill, oblivious to the danger he had just been in, thanked them briefly and ordered his security to tighten up. This close call prompted Churchill to make small adjustments to his daily routines, unknowingly altering minor details in the timeline, such as increasing his personal guard and shifting meeting locations.
"We stopped the big change," Tyler said as they walked away. "But even these small adjustments could ripple out."
Jamie sighed, knowing the complexity of their mission. "We'll have to keep an eye on it, but for now, Churchill's safe. That's what matters."
***
Meanwhile, back in Warsaw, Skylar and Kody were facing their own crisis. After successfully protecting key intellectuals and cultural leaders, they learned of another Revisionist plot—this time, focused on the destruction of Poland's cultural heritage. The Nazis had already targeted museums, libraries, and places of historical significance, but the Revisionists were pushing to ensure these places would be completely erased from history.
The two of them made their way through the darkened streets of Warsaw, carefully avoiding Nazi patrols as they pursued a lead about a secret operation aimed at destroying a collection of priceless Polish artifacts. It was evident that the Revisionists were involved; their actions were intensifying the destruction, ensuring that these important pieces of history would be permanently lost.
"We can't let them do this," Kody said, his voice low as they crouched behind a crumbling building, watching a group of Nazi soldiers prepare for the operation.
"But we can't just intervene directly," Skylar reminded him. "If we're too aggressive, we risk changing history even more."
They had to walk a fine line. They needed to protect the artifacts without tipping off the Nazis or making it obvious that they were from the future. Using stolen Nazi uniforms, they infiltrated the site, subtly sabotaging the operation by misdirecting soldiers and removing key explosives.
Just as they thought they had things under control, a high-ranking Nazi officer arrived, suspicious of the delays. Tensions rose as they tried to maintain their cover, but the situation quickly escalated into a fight. Skylar and Kody were forced to defend themselves, but they did so with precision—using just enough force to neutralize the threat without completely altering the course of the war.
As they escaped, the reality of what they were doing weighed heavily on them. "We're playing with fire," Skylar said, her face drawn with worry. "One wrong move, and everything changes."
Kody nodded, wiping the sweat from his brow. "But if we don't act, the Revisionists win. We have to keep going."
***
As both teams advanced in their missions, they observed a discernible pattern in the activities of the Revisionists. The agents were targeting specific moments and locations that significantly influenced the morale of the Allies. Their focus included pivotal leaders, cultural symbols, and acts of resistance designed to inspire continued fighting. Rather than seeking outright victories, the Revisionists appeared to prioritize efforts aimed at eroding unity and hope among the Allied forces.
"They're trying to prolong the war," Tyler said, piecing the clues together. He and Jamie were back at their temporary base in London, looking over the data they had collected. "If they can demoralize the Allies, make them feel like victory is impossible, the war drags on longer."
Jamie frowned. "But why? What do they gain from a longer war?"
"We don't know yet," Tyler admitted. "But it's clear that's their goal. They want to stretch this out to make it harder for the Allies to win. There's something we're missing."
Skylar, still in Warsaw, came to a similar conclusion. "They're focusing on symbolic targets," she said as she and Kody planned their next move. "If they can break the spirit of the people, they can change everything."
Their next task in Warsaw was even more difficult. The Jewish Ghetto Uprising, set to occur in 1943, was a crucial act of resistance that, while ultimately crushed, became a powerful symbol of defiance. The Revisionists were trying to prevent it from happening, knowing that its failure would send a message of hopelessness across the globe.
Skylar and Kody moved through the Ghetto, collaborating with resistance leaders while maintaining a low profile. Direct intervention was not an optimal option, as it could disrupt the historical timeline; instead, they offered discreet support. Their efforts included assisting key individuals in evading Nazi capture and facilitating the distribution of weapons and supplies to those in need.
But as the Uprising unfolded, Skylar and Kody were forced to witness the tragedy in all its brutal reality. The Nazis, with overwhelming force, crushed the resistance, and the streets were filled with the sound of gunfire and screams. Buildings burned, and lives were lost.
Kody, watching from a hidden vantage point, clenched his fists. "We knew this would happen, but... seeing it. It's hard to just stand by."
Skylar nodded, her eyes filled with sorrow. "We can't change it. All we can do is make sure it happens. The world needs to remember this fight. Even if it ends in tragedy, it has to happen."
The mission was successful, but it came at a significant emotional cost. As Skylar and Kody regrouped, they both bore the weight of what they had experienced. The Revisionists had attempted to erase this pivotal moment of resistance, but their efforts ultimately failed.
***
Tyler and Jamie, fresh off their success in London, were rapidly transported to another significant moment in history—France in 1944, right before the liberation. Allied commanders were preparing to meet with French Resistance leaders, a crucial meeting that would help coordinate their efforts to drive the Nazis out of France. But the Revisionists had already arrived.
Posing as Resistance members, Tyler and Jamie quickly uncovered that a Revisionist agent had infiltrated the group. If the meeting went wrong, it could fracture the cooperation between the Allies and the Resistance, delaying the liberation and prolonging the war.
"We can't blow our cover," Tyler whispered as they followed the suspected agent through the narrow streets of a French village. "But we need to figure out what they're planning before the meeting starts."
Jamie nodded. "We have to be smart about this. One wrong move, and we could make things worse."
As both teams made headway in their missions, they stumbled upon an unexpected twist in the unfolding conflict. They realized they weren't operating in isolation; a single individual was at the heart of the Revisionists' plans—an ordinary soldier from World War II, destined to influence the future in ways he couldn't even begin to understand.
Tyler and Jamie were stationed in France during the Allied advance toward Paris, keeping a close watch on a young lieutenant named Franz Berger. At first glance, he appeared to be just another officer caught in the chaos of war. However, as they delved into the Revisionist files, they uncovered that Franz would eventually play a crucial role in post-war peace negotiations.
His diplomatic efforts would help establish the foundations for future international cooperation, preventing further global conflicts and securing a fragile but lasting peace.

Meanwhile, back in Warsaw, Skylar and Kody were tracking the seemingly ordinary path of a Polish resistance fighter named Adam Borowski.
They had no idea of his future significance until Tyler, using their coded messaging system, notified them that Adam and Franz were actually the same person at different points in his timeline. The realization hit them like a jolt—this soldier's survival was vital for shaping a peaceful post-war world.
***
The teams communicated using coded messages that cleverly blended futuristic technology with period-specific signals. Jamie had created a system where ordinary wartime communications and intercepted telegrams had hidden meanings, enabling the two teams to exchange information without arousing any suspicion. This method allowed them to coordinate in real-time, despite the decades that separated them.
"We've got to protect him at all costs," Tyler wrote in one such message, sent via a seemingly innocuous radio broadcast that Skylar's team intercepted. "The Revisionists know who he is. They're targeting him in both 1939 and 1944."
Skylar read the message and felt the pressure of their mission grow heavier. "We need to tread carefully," she said to Kody as she folded the slip of paper. "We can't intervene directly without risking exposure, but we also can't let the Revisionists reach him."
Kody nodded, his jaw set in determination. "We'll make sure he's safe. Even if it means bending time itself."
***
In France, Tyler and Jamie closely monitored Franz Berger's movements, ensuring his safety from afar. At times, they would subtly alter events—misleading enemy forces, disrupting assassination attempts, or manipulating troop movements—without directly interacting with the soldier.
It was a tricky situation for them, living in the shadows while watching the war unfold around them. Franz, unaware of his future importance, fulfilled his duties as a lieutenant with dedication, never knowing how many times Tyler and Jamie had secretly stepped in to save his life.
Meanwhile, the Revisionists were becoming increasingly desperate. After their failure to take out Franz in Warsaw, they ramped up their efforts in France, attempting to manipulate key battles and troop movements to put him in harm's way.
One of their agents, disguised as a German officer, tried to sabotage a bridge that Franz's platoon was about to cross. The explosives were rigged to go off just as the soldiers marched over, ensuring that Franz would be caught in the blast.
"We're running out of time," Jamie said urgently as she watched the Revisionist agent from their hidden vantage point. "If we don't stop him, Franz won't make it to the other side."
Tyler quickly recalibrated his scanning device and tracked the agent's movements. "We can't intervene directly," he said, echoing the rules they had followed so far. "But if we can delay the explosion by a few minutes, the platoon will be safely across."
Using a small, concealed device that interfered with the signal to the explosives, Tyler managed to delay the detonation. The platoon, including Franz, crossed the bridge unharmed. A few minutes later, the explosives went off, collapsing the bridge but sparing the soldiers.
"That was too close," Jamie muttered as they retreated into the woods. "The Revisionists are getting reckless."
***
Meanwhile, in Warsaw, Skylar and Kody were facing a similar situation. Adam Borowski, the Polish resistance fighter, had been marked for execution by both the Nazis and the Revisionists. His role in the resistance made him a threat to the occupying forces, but more importantly, his survival was vital to his future.
The Revisionists had attempted to orchestrate his capture during a Nazi raid, but Skylar and Kody, using their future knowledge, managed to divert the patrol just long enough for Adam to escape. However, the Revisionists were relentless, tracking Adam through the war-torn streets of Warsaw, determined to erase his future influence.
"They're not going to stop," Kody said as they watched Adam, now hiding in a safe house. "We can't just keep playing defense."
Skylar nodded, her thoughts spinning with ideas. "We have to take action. If we can't intervene directly, we need to shape the circumstances around him so that the Revisionists have to pull back."
She quickly sent coded messages to Tyler in France. Together, they came up with a plan to generate false leads for the Revisionists, directing them in circles and away from Franz and Adam. It gave them some breathing room, but it wasn't a long-term fix.
***
As the days passed, both teams began to notice something unsettling. The Revisionists weren't just focused on eliminating Franz and Adam anymore; they were actively tracking down the time-traveling team throughout different points in history. Specialized enforcers from the Revisionists, armed with advanced technology for detecting temporal anomalies, started closing in on both teams.
"They know we're here," Skylar said grimly after intercepting a Revisionist communication. "They're not just targeting Franz and Adam anymore. They're targeting us."
In France, Tyler had similar concerns. "We're being hunted across time," he said to Jamie as they moved to a new, safe location. "They're onto our system. We have to be even more careful."
The Revisionist enforcers, ruthless and efficient, posed an even greater threat than before. They were equipped with devices that could manipulate small time shifts, allowing them to rewrite events in subtle ways that would eventually expose the team. These agents were relentless, and their presence complicated the mission further.
The team had to adapt quickly, using their knowledge of future events and their ability to subtly manipulate timelines to stay one step ahead. Each movement, every choice, had to be calculated and deliberate.
***
In a high-stakes situation, both teams found themselves trapped by Revisionist enforcers in different locations. In France, Tyler and Jamie had to think quickly to outsmart their pursuers. They devised a plan to create a fake temporal disturbance, drawing the enforcers into an ambush set by local resistance fighters.
Meanwhile, in Warsaw, Skylar and Kody used the city's ruins to their advantage. They navigated through the debris, creating a confusing maze of dead ends that left the Revisionists disoriented and unable to track them down.
After narrowly escaping, Skylar contacted Tyler using their encoded system. "This is escalating," she said. "The Revisionists are getting more aggressive. They're no longer just trying to change history—they're trying to erase us."
Tyler agreed. "But we're onto something. We know they're focusing on morale and unity. If we can figure out why they're doing this, we might be able to stop them for good."
***
As the team came together again, they felt the weight of their situation. The Revisionists had a deeper foothold in history than they'd anticipated. But with Franz and Adam still alive and key moments in history safe for now, there was still a glimmer of hope.
Yet, they were acutely aware that the Revisionists were actively hunting them down. One misstep could be disastrous. Their next move had to be spot on, especially with the war still raging and enemies plotting from the shadows.
The atmosphere was thick with tension as Skylar and Kody weaved through the crumbling ruins of Warsaw. The distant sounds of artillery and gunfire echoed in their ears.
They knew the Revisionist enforcers were close behind, using their advanced technology to detect even the slightest time disturbances caused by the team's presence. Each footfall resonated against the bombed-out structures, and every breath served as a stark reminder of the life-and-death stakes they faced. "We need to find cover," Kody said, glancing behind them as they turned a corner. His voice was low, almost drowned out by the sounds of war. "They're too close."
Skylar nodded, her mind racing. "There's a safe house just up ahead. If we can reach it, we might have a chance to regroup."
Meanwhile, across time, Tyler and Jamie faced a similar predicament on the eve of D-Day. The Normandy coastline was a storm of military preparations—soldiers were loading up for the invasion, artillery pieces lined the shore, and tension hung in the air. Amid this chaos, the Revisionists were closing in. The enforcers had tracked them to the area, their weapons glinting ominously in the twilight.
"We can't lead them to the soldiers," Jamie whispered, her eyes scanning the coastline. "If they see this tech, it'll leave too big a mark on history."
Tyler adjusted his temporal scanner, which flickered with interference from the swirling timelines. "We're running out of time," he said. "But I've got an idea. We can use the chaos of the preparations to our advantage."
***
In Warsaw, Skylar and Kody reached the safe house, quickly barricading themselves inside. But they knew it wouldn't be long before the enforcers found them. Kody winced, still recovering from the close call earlier in their mission. "They'll breach the door in minutes."
"We're not just going to sit here and wait," Skylar said, pacing the room. "We have to outsmart them, not outfight them."
Kody's eyes lit up as an idea struck him. "What if we coordinate with Tyler and Jamie? A temporal pincer movement—we use the timelines to trap them."
Skylar paused, considering it. "If we could get them into a position where both teams attack at the same moment, it might disorient them enough to give us an opening."
Quickly, they used their encrypted communication system to send a message across time to Tyler and Jamie. "We're cornered," Skylar's message read. "Pincer movement? D-Day's chaos could help you set the trap."
Back in 1944, Tyler and Jamie received the message just as they were closing in on a group of Revisionist enforcers who had set up a base of operations in a nearby farmhouse. Tyler smiled grimly as he read the note. "Skylar's right," he said. "We can force their hand. If we strike at the exact same moment in two different time periods, it'll throw them off-balance."
Jamie nodded, her fingers tightening around the handle of her weapon. "We'll only get one shot at this. Let's make it count."
***
The plan kicked off smoothly. In Warsaw, Skylar and Kody set up a distraction, leading the Revisionist enforcers into a cramped alley. As the enforcers closed in, Kody activated a small hidden device that created a localized temporal disruption—just enough to send ripples through time.
Meanwhile, in 1944, in France, Tyler and Jamie ambushed the enforcers at the farmhouse. Drawing from their understanding of the D-Day preparations, they timed their strike to align with a nearby military explosion, causing a moment of confusion. As they attacked, Jamie triggered a second temporal disruption device, sending shockwaves through the timelines.
The combined disturbances hit the Revisionist enforcers at both locations, throwing them off balance. Their advanced tech sputtered and malfunctioned as the carefully coordinated assault overwhelmed their systems.
In Warsaw, Skylar and Kody seized the moment, disarming the enforcers and escaping into the chaos of the war-torn city. Kody wiped the sweat from his forehead as they finally lost their pursuers. "That was too close," he said, breathless.
Skylar nodded, still on high alert. "We're not out of the woods yet. But that should buy us some time."
Back in Normandy, Tyler and Jamie had also managed to outmaneuver the enforcers. As the last of the Revisionist agents fell, Tyler deactivated the temporal disruption device. "That'll keep them from following us," he said, breathing heavily. "For now."
The pincer movement had worked. The Revisionist forces were scattered and confused, giving both teams the chance to regroup.
***
As the dust settled, the teams gathered back in their original time, the adrenaline from their narrow escape slowly wearing off. But the sense of victory felt empty. They had managed to defeat the Revisionists for now, but their actions had left clear marks on history.
Minor details had shifted: subtle changes in troop movements, altered battle outcomes, and even small inconsistencies in historical documents. While they had succeeded in their mission, the cost was evident: history itself was starting to bend under the strain of their interventions.
As they sat around their makeshift headquarters, exhausted but alive, Jamie voiced what they were all thinking. "We're changing history," she said quietly. "Every move we make, every time we intervene... it's leaving a mark."
Skylar, her face lined with worry, nodded slowly. "I know. But what choice do we have? The Revisionists are trying to rewrite everything. If we don't act, they'll change the world in ways we can't even imagine."
Tyler, sitting at his monitor, suddenly stiffened. "You might want to take a look at this," he said, his voice tense.
The rest of the team crowded around as Tyler brought up a new temporal anomaly on the screen. It was a strange fluctuation in the timeline, unlike anything they had encountered before. This wasn't just a minor ripple or a slight distortion; it was something much more significant—an anomaly big enough to impact entire nations, perhaps even the whole world.
"This... this isn't like the others," Tyler said, his eyes wide. "This is massive. If the Revisionists are behind this, we're dealing with something on a whole new scale."
Kody looked at the screen, his expression darkening. "Where is it?"
Tyler zoomed in on the anomaly's coordinates. "1945," he said. "Berlin. Right before the end of the war."