Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: 13 position, aimed at the man's chest. "Stop. Right now." Hand rising fluidly to shoulder height, the motion quick and sinuous as a snake, Midar snapped his long fingers. Irresistibly distracted by what he was seeing, Jakeman frowned in amazement. Hanging in the air where the suspects' finger's had clicked was a brightly-glowing multi- coloured shape. Roughly the size of a grapefruit, it was in constant motion spinning around its own axis, elaborate kaleidoscopic images folding and unfolding. The ever changing shape was a three dimensional mandala, a Christmas bauble and a glittering jewel all rolled into one. Catching every mote of the available light it seemed to absorb and amplify the brightness building, like a silent dancer, to a blinding finale. Literally fascinated, Jakeman was not ...
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