The Lady of Now still stood a thousand meters above the ground. Within her field of vision, the mountains and rocks stretching tens of thousands of meters in every direction had been completely wiped from the planet's surface, leaving behind only a vast sea of sand.
The snake-headed woman immediately flashed a smug smile, seemingly very pleased with the scene she had created.
"Back in the homeworld era of any civilization, I'd have been a god of calamity!"
The girl hovering beside her still wore an expression untouched by joy or sorrow. In a flat, indifferent voice, she said, "This won't cause any deaths. It's just a way to vent your power."
"My control over psionics isn't precise enough for that. Besides, you're a believer in efficiency, while I'm a thrill-seeker who cares most about keeping my heart at peace." The Lady of Now smiled serenely and glanced at her. "Speaking of which, how far has your mental connection with her progressed? Why is it that every time I get any feedback, it's just her swearing?"
"I can only connect to her surface consciousness right now. It's probably because the surface minds of social, mammalian sapient beings are all busy swearing. This is interesting, but it has no research value."
The Lady of Now chose to believe her. In any case, even a connection to only the surface consciousness was enough for them to determine Shari's location.
That was the main reason Shari had been unable to flee the planet over the past four days of intense fighting.
The girl spoke again in the same flat tone. "My mental connection with her is constantly deepening. Neither of our wills can change that; it's determined by the will of our species. So, given enough time, the connection to our deeper consciousness