This is the head of the War Knight, exiled into The Void by Wayne after being severed.
...
Rustle!
White foam wriggled and proliferated exponentially, recompiling the bisected God-chosen Continent at a speed visible to the naked eye, with life large and small returning, ruins of buildings restructuring, from a single flower and blade of grass to entire buildings and mountain ranges, all restored to their original forms.
A mass of white surged, morphing into Wayne's likeness, his expression grim as he gagged twice.
The mental strain was immense; he nearly couldn't hold it.
"So powerful, with attacks like this, I can only block nine times, what will happen on the tenth..."
Wayne was deeply troubled, with his power only at 90%, consumed by intense energy anxiety.
The good characters have this disadvantage, the antagonists act without scruples, doing as they please, exploding however they like. Good characters protect the world and have so much to consider.
