<Snipped quote by Memory>
*My aura explodes outward momentarily before calming again, slightly larger than before, as I let you go and blast away from the event’s ground zero*
You get no choice.
*My aura flares again momentarily as a dimension-tearing ball of energy forms in my own hand in an instant, then unleashes as a maintained blast at you and overtaking the pseudo-realities*
You get no reprieve.
*As soon as you escape, a sea of pocket dimension orbs float between us amidst ten of the same charged knives, one of which intercepts the beam*
I'm not the one who needs it.
*Waves my hand, and they fly into you and potential escape paths one at a time, triggering the same explosive force as before while the later weapons absorb the wasted energy of the former, resulting in each explosion roughly doubling in intensity*