He pushed harder, feeling the Speed Force surge through his veins, a familiar, crackling warmth. He loved this feeling—the absolute freedom of the velocity—but the reading Cisco mentioned worried him. Tachyon spikes usually meant one thing: speedsters from another timeline, or worse, another Earth.
He ran directly at the violent vortex of violet light. The moment he crossed the threshold, the physical world vanished. He was swimming in a sea of pure, chaotic energy. Colors he didn't have names for blinded him, and the sheer force of the temporal winds threatened to rip the flesh from his bones. The Flash675 viewsTV Show
Barry tapped his comms, his voice breathless. "Cisco, Caitlin... I got her. Prepare the medbay." He pushed harder, feeling the Speed Force surge
"Take my hand!" Barry yelled, his voice sounding like slowed-down thunder in the void. He ran directly at the violent vortex of violet light
Barry didn't waste a breath. He pulled the cowl over his head, the white lightning bolt emblem catching the moonlight. In a fraction of a second, his pupils sparked with yellow electricity. He stepped off the ledge.
He scooped her up into his arms. With a sudden burst of yellow lightning, they vanished into the night, leaving nothing behind but the faint smell of ozone and a city wondering what god had just saved them again.