As I am soaring, I wait for her to realize that I don't need oxygen. I subtly maintain the mist field around the dojo. I stop myself at the edge of space. Waiting for her to realize the trap I had set up. I snap my fingers, activating the magic insignia I had placed on her when I stabbed her leg. I unleash that blast from earlier, however, the spell I had placed is activated, masking the actual blast, but causing multiple false ones to emerge from all sides. I send her a telepathic message. "Only one of the blasts is real. The others are illusions I set up a while ago. Your time powers won't help, the illusion is unaffected by chronokinesis. Best figure out which one is real before it hits you. Don't worry. The trap I set took enough power that I wouldn't be able to cast it with lethal force. Good luck." I cut the connection and put up a psychic barrier. She doesn't realize that I masked the energy signature and hid the existence of the real one.[spoiler]Sorry about the dick move but the throwing me into space without saying what you did was a dick move. Consider this a metaphorical dick measuring contest.[/spoiler]