Nir stopped. Their field was littered with corpses in every imaginable state of death. She roared triamumphantly at the night sky!
Take her jewels from her, would he?! FOOL! They were HERS to do with as she wilt!
Then, she felt fear. The realm quivered, and a beast unimaginable power appeared in the dark sky, and fell to the earth in a ball of fire.
She would have none of it. He vessel was filled with arcane things about material existence. Formulas and proofs and laws. Things far removed from her native sphere, but with him within her, they were now hers as well. Knowledge floated through her. This was but one physical instance of unimaginable numbers, but so too was it true of herself. She was a being of faith, and as long as even a single believer, in any ordering, of any interval of time or space believed in her power, she *WAS*.
The concept was alien to her, but she rejoiced in the revelation! The mortal's mind called it 'super position', and claimed it was the undeniable, true state of existence. Whole universes existed in superimposed states with others. There were infinite numbers of instances of herself, this world, its inhabitants. There was no such thing as absolute oblivion, as nothing was 100% certain.
She cried out in ecstacy as she felt for, and found, all of her *TRUE* power; all that had been required was for her to open her eyes and see it! Oh, beautiful mortal, your little deal for your pitiful sliver of your tiny soul was a fools bargain compared to what you had given! This alone was worth continued favor. Always and forever....
Reality re-manifested itself, and the stone beast that had fallen from the sky faced a horrible new fate; a truely novel and spectacular way to die. She channeled, and became the instance of herself that was triumphant. Uncountable numbers of worlds fell, but this was the one where she always endured. Always.....always..... always.......