"I see," Miranda muttered, watching Ikerth's body crumble, his torso slowly turning to dust.
"So it was you."
Her eyes met his, but she was not truly looking at Ikerth; she was looking straight through him, to the entity that had been speaking within his mind.
"Annihilation Catalyst."
Miranda had finally identified the true source of the power Ikerth had been wielding.
He had wounded her. It was only a small cut, but he had made her bleed, and the wound had not healed instantaneously.
That was not something Ikerth should have been capable of, not even if he burned away his entire soul, not even with the power of pseudo-nonexistence, not even with cosmic energy, because Ikerth lacked the necessary 'Authority'.
'Authority', regardless of its form, was an essential cornerstone in the Cosmic System of 'Power'.
