Or tried to, anyway, but the horrible monolith would not allow it. The blade was halted in place a mere millimeter from the thing's pupil, space bending to prevent her blade from accessing the eye, and with a shriek she was repelled backwards by a blast of telekinetic force, the eye focusing on her and unleashing a new attack almost immediately. The orb of garish light it formed and hurled at her sizzled through the air at a decent speed, leaving a trail of corroded space in it's wake. "I'd recommend being less predictable." Arokleth commented, watching the failed attack from the base of the tower. "You've made it a little too powerful, it seems. Better not get hit by one of those, or there won't be anything left of you at all. Not even reformation will save you from that..." she added, observing how the orb's passing ate away at reality itself.