...The iron. DUH... Now that Gon is shouting at her, she feels like a complete idiot for not thinking of that right away.
Later, she'll blame the darkness magic for that oversight.
Screw this mist, though! She can do this! So what if she's not acting how a regular Peridot should, she hasn't done so in years and it has barely bothered her in ages until now! Isn't her metallokinesis proof enough that she's much more than Homeworld ever made her to be?
She holds out a hand towards Syrlya and feels for the iron, trying to beckon it towards her. It's not hard to sense; there's metal everywhere around her, but she knows from experience that iron has a unique vibe that makes it stick out like a sore thumb now. Even without direct contact, it doesn't like to play nice with her fae-touched essence. She just has to look for the metal that feels the coldest and least friendly to her metaphorical touch.
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Later, she'll blame the darkness magic for that oversight.
Screw this mist, though! She can do this! So what if she's not acting how a regular Peridot should, she hasn't done so in years and it has barely bothered her in ages until now! Isn't her metallokinesis proof enough that she's much more than Homeworld ever made her to be?
She holds out a hand towards Syrlya and feels for the iron, trying to beckon it towards her. It's not hard to sense; there's metal everywhere around her, but she knows from experience that iron has a unique vibe that makes it stick out like a sore thumb now. Even without direct contact, it doesn't like to play nice with her fae-touched essence. She just has to look for the metal that feels the coldest and least friendly to her metaphorical touch.