Editing Phir Sē (section)

===Time Bombs===
He can use his power to double and re-double light for long periods of time, creating powerful blasts of energy when released.<ref name="24.3e4"/> While it charged, one of these "bombs" resembled two golden discs floating in midair with energy crackling between them.<ref name="24.3.1"/><ref name="24.3e5">“I tell you because you are ruthless, Weaver.  Do not stop me,” he said.  “I die, focus waver, time bomb explode.  Aimless, no direction.”<br/><br/>“Indiscriminate,” I supplied a better word.<br/><br/>“Indiscriminate,” Phir Sē echoed me.  “India gone.  You die, even down here.”<br/><br/>I raised my head, staring up at the two golden discs and the current that seemed to run between them.  I would have thought it would be brighter. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/15/crushed-24-3/ Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.3]]</ref> This photon derived energy is likely mixed with some manner of temporal power.<ref>Keep in mind that in virtually every case where a Endbringer suffers a deep and grievous wound, some space/time/reality warping is in full sway. Even for Phir Se, you could suggest there is something temporal infused into the stored energy, giving it more oomph. -[https://www.reddit.com/r/Parahumans/comments/3llju8/_/cv9jnyz Wildbow on Reddit]</ref>

This technique required a degree of precise timing; when he started it too early he was forced to re-start.<ref name="23.4e6">He looked like he might drop any minute, like he’d barely eaten, hadn’t slept…<br/><br/>“How long has it been since you slept?”  I asked.<br/><br/>“Three days.  We thought an Endbringer would attack soon, so I prepared, to be ready when the time came.  Too early, I had to stop, restart.  This time, he came, but I am weary.  The talking, is good.  Distracting without being dangerous.  Continue, please.”<br/><br/>What happens if he nods off?  I wondered, looking at the ‘time bomb’.  The same thing he’d stated would happen if he were killed or knocked out? - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/18/crushed-24-4/ Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.4]]</ref> If he was killed or his focus wavered too much, all the accumulated energy would be released indiscriminately, destroying the area around him.<ref name="24.3e5"/>

During [[Behemoth]]'s attack on New Delhi, he created a blast strong enough to destroy around 80% of Behemoth's body.<ref name="24.4e2">Phir Sē’s portal opened beneath Behemoth’s feet, aimed upward, and a plume of light speared into the sky, consuming Behemoth, covering him.<br><br>Eidolon’s power held.  He’d had the situation explained, had been given time to let his power build up to full strength, and his passenger had supplied something with a durability on par with Clockblocker’s ability.  Inviolable.<br/><br/>“That’ll do,” Imp said, quiet.  The light continued to flow upward, a narrow column no more than fifty feet across, billowing out only slightly as it reached the top of Eidolon’s barrier, parting smoke and clouds in a circular ring, revealing the intensely blue sky above.  The entire sky seemed to brighten as the light dissipated beyond our atmosphere.<br><br>Phir Sē’s light faded, and the barrier collapsed.<br><br>Dust continued to fill the area, plumes of it.<br><br>Behemoth lurched forward.<br/><br/>Not quite Behemoth, but a skeleton, something like a skeleton.  Emaciated, a black-red frame dripping with ichor, it had all of the key features, the basic underlying structure with the horns and the gaping mouth, the claws and the way the shoulders were broad enough to host his bulky frame, but a good eighty percent of him had been torn away, shredded.  A skeleton covered in a veneer of meat. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/18 Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.4]]</ref><ref name="24.5e1">Phir Sē’s light had cleared smoke and dust from the sky, though it had been almost entirely directed upward, with concentric rings still marking the skyline.  Smoke was free to rise, and Behemoth was in plain sight.  He was moving on three limbs, planting hands on the ruined, half-toppled and flame-scorched buildings to stay more upright.<br><br>His body, though, was a mix of high contrasts.  His flesh, what little was visible through the black ichor that dripped from his frame, glowed a silver-white.  The remaining material of his claws, teeth and horns remained black.<br/>[...]<br/>Behemoth emerged from the smoke.  He was more robust than he had been, but that wasn’t saying much.  Seventy percent burned away, perhaps.  The regeneration had slowed, but it was still functioning to a degree.  He’d recuperated, built his strength, and he’d used the time to, what? - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/20 Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.5]]</ref> He claimed the blast would destroy [[India]] if it were released indiscriminately.<ref name="24.3e5"/>