Exeter was no expert in currency conversions, but she did know that loopholes could be found which might cause drastic changes in value.

	Disconception, true to its name, did not behave as expected. Outerversal matter shot out to slow it down and take a hold on it. This would have succeeded perfectly on any other weapon.

	But it never slowed down. With its negative mass dealing in inverse ways to matter, the root system actually [i]increased[/i] its speed just the same way as it interacted with Exeter's hands opposite to how a normal sword would. The many roots sucked it in and it only wormed its way out faster and faster. Soon, the system had inadvertently bestowed upon it the tremendous speed she was looking for, which she then used as a diving board to give it one last push towards Barrusom, at an angle to avoid hitting any celestial bodies.

	Naturally, her disconnection from that harrowing speed limit extended to her telekinetic abilities.

	It did not, however, continually extend to objects upon letting go of them, physically or telekinetically. What was, at one moment, unproblematically flying at nigh-lightspeed with a linear energy-to-speed proportion... was now flying at the same speed but with the speed limit looming over it. Necessarily, an object hoping to reach lightspeed under normal conditions had to expend exponentially more energy to achieve an incremental increase in speed.

	All this to say, at the moment that blade met flesh, it necessarily had nearly infinite energy behind it. Hence, a conversion and drastic relative value change.

	Whatever toughness his tissue, Barrusom would find that it only imparted that much more power onto the blade. Disconception instantly flashed through his entire torso. It wasn't a mosquito bite; It would be a bullet wound, through and through. How big the "caliber" of this unstoppable force would depend on how immovable, and therefore [i]inversely[/i] un-rupturable, his organs would act -- and heavens forbid it hits any bone, if he had any.

	Whatever the case, she wouldn't stop with that. Halfway through Barrusom, she'd push it to the edge, nudge it to straddle the speed limit, and then let its negative-mass properties do the rest. Being a priestess of spacetime meant studying spacetime secrets that most would think to be science-fiction. Apparently, she'd snoozed in the class about unworldly spacetime-bending shockwaves... More realistically, they were a secret the Star Council hadn't discovered yet.

	One thing she [i]did[/i] know [color=ffe1df](and[/color] [color=ffdfdd]was[/color] [color=ffdddb]told[/color] [color=ffdbc9]never[/color] [color=ffc9c7]to[/color] [color=ffc7c5]employ)[/color] was that an object's negative mass, if already at exactly the speed of light, would allow it to gain unholy acceleration that would rip causality a new one.

	In the event Disconception got to this point, ripples in time would fly out, rubber-banding would occur, and a second self-same Disconception would appear and repeat what the first will have already accomplished.
[b]	[color=989898]Rinse[/color]
	[color=767676]and[/color]
	[color=545454]repeat[/color][/b]
	Her bullets would then be firing out of a time-machinegun (horrible pun intended).