I had already learned enough.
Killing her was meaningless. No matter how completely I destroyed her body, the dead zone would simply drag another version of her from the future and place it before me. If I continued fighting that way, I would only be wasting time, and time was precisely what this strange place seemed to possess in abundance.
I stopped attacking.
Instead, I raised my hand and allowed my Absolute Authority to spread through the surrounding void. One Origin after another responded to my will, and all forty-nine Origins I had comprehended merged together without the slightest resistance. Their powers intertwined, forming a perfect structure of authority that condensed around the future Lyrate.
I snapped my fingers.
The void trembled.
