Inside my Mindspace was a mess. My barrier was close to shattering, and the calm whiteness of the surroundings had become riddled with black splotches. "By all that is Psionic, I can't tell what is worse, what the anti Psionic beam did to me, or what you did to me you shitty origin! I am in fucking agony over here."
Although I still don't quite understand how I am able to get so powerful under certain conditions, I know my Origins must be using its potential somehow and overwriting what my body can do for a short while.
There are side effects to this however. My Psionic decay has ramped up and now my whole body feels like crackling electricity under the surface of my skin. Even if I was not already planning on returning home next week, I would have to anyway now with the damage I sustained.
