She believed she had recovered.
Under Lynn's original arrangements, she would have needed to stay in bed for many days just to barely regain the volume of flesh she had possessed as an Origin, but she had endured the excruciating pain and forcibly accelerated her cells' division and healing, cutting that process down to less than two days.
She knew perfectly well that, under the Time Hut's acceleration, those two days meant at least several hundred days had passed for the other Origins.
At a time when every single day counted, recuperating was, in her eyes, undoubtedly the greatest waste of time.
She wanted to train.
She had always been extraordinarily stubborn and resilient.
To her, this failure was merely a minor misstep caused by her eagerness to rush ahead. She had survived far more devastating failures before, so this one could not possibly defeat her either.
She had to grow stronger!
She had to grow stronger, no matter what!
Soon, she secretly returned to the Time Hut, chose another deserted corner, closed her eyes, and began condensing laws within her body again.
Instantly.
A fierce, stabbing pain struck.
Her body trembled and spasmed, but she bit down hard on her lip and forced herself to endure.
"It's nothing more than a little obstacle..."
She could bear it.
And in fact, over those two days.
She had already secretly tried to touch the laws again several times, but each time, she felt that unbearable, terrifying stabbing pain and burning.
It felt like the torture of being sliced apart piece by piece.
She did not know the exact cause. She could only attribute it to lingering aftereffects of the backlash from the laws.
But it did not matter.
As long as she could endure it, she would never stop. She would