It was the most powerful spell I knew. The most powerful spell anyone ever knew. It was my ultimate last resort, the thing I would do only if the alternative was certain death.
I knew what it was supposed to do, but obviously I couldn't test it out.
Until today.
The hired swords were ill-prepared for an ambush. The bastard had a battleaxe to my throat, when I cast the spell.
The universe undid itself, then reran through the past million years over, going slightly differently.
Until I got back to where I was, with a longspear at my throat.
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