Theoretically she can keep it indefinitely.

[And beyond!!]

[Wow, that's... wow.]

[Sorta hot, to be honest.]

[Oh good, because I will be in need of routine guiding about all my phenomenal magical power use.]

[Lucky me!]

[Anyway I think this means I can be much less budget-conscious about what I do today in particular, though I might want to do particularly big things right away for throughput reasons...]

Lia has the best summoner/demigod.

Also, time isn't quite frozen it's just moving very very slowly, she wonders if she can do jumping jacks like this fast enough that her body feels like it's moving somewhat normally...

Lianelle is cute.

May spends a while, but not the whole day, in ultraslow time, "shopping". She needs the power that will let her go home, of course, and a little reserved for Sakir, and she's not going to get all the big dungeons right off the bat when she can snipe them at a more sedate pace... actually, that'll be cheaper once she's home, there's a long distance surcharge. She's gotta protect Ivan's house, that's cheap. She will bring back the tournament's bystander casualties, those are right nearby and salient and don't require more triage research she can't do in this suspended moment, and - the whole Veil is too big, but the most recent update to the Veil isn't, the one that makes it cover the internet. She'll roll that back and have juuuust enough left over to eradicate malaria and a couple of its mosquitoborne friends (in this world only, working on the mosquitoes rather than the pathogens themselves for efficiency).

Light fills the car she's sitting in, bright enough that it should be blinding and yet somehow isn't, and then time resumes as normal.

Lianelle has managed to run most of the way to May during the ultraslow day.

"You did it?"

"Seems like it!" Celebratory smooch?

Yes! Definitely! Also maybe May can spun around about this - Lianelle is excited.

Now that May is experiencing the passage of time again she actually wants lots more smooches, she had to pass through a solid thing a couple times there.

Lianelle can oblige.

"Uh, did you disappear the body or should we head to camp or a hotel or something?" she asks in between smooches.

"I did not disappear it." Who's in the driver's seat of this limo, actually.

Random guy she doesn't recognize who is politely not paying attention to anything that's going on.

How polite of him. "Your boss died," she informs him.

"Oh dear," he says without much emotion.

"Yeah-huh. Just thought you might want to know. About the dead body."

"Mm, I'll get rid of it."

"Thanks, you're a pal." [Let's go back to camp and pack things up and then I'll take you home with me, how about.]

[Yes that sounds great.]

Off they go to the camp. She doesn't want to leave all this junk in a state park.

And then - home.