Transitions between solid and immaterial to survive attack

A wave of simple, pure energy washes upon you. A solid wall of light meant to expunge you from the world through the use of heat and force alone. The world, to you, becomes a sheer amount of stifling purity that lances, obliterates, and tries to scour you from the face of the Earth. Your body transitions from solid to immaterial many times over, you are burnt and blown apart, but you endure as you reknit yourself time and time again. Nemesis, soon enough, begins to chew through the force hitting you at point-blank range. Your equipment stays intact thanks to turning immaterial time and time again, as they did during Occisor’s explosion.

[Severe Wound: Obliteration: Nullified.]

The rubble floating in the air, behind the Silver Maiden, reaches the ground. The falling building behind you has vanished from the blast.