Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20170602072721/@comment-30014014-20170604051700

The surrogate arm slowly reaches within the anvil "He used to tell me that gems were used as catalysm to transfer power to a tool, be it a weapon, armor or anything else. However..."

''The amalgamate of butterflies forming her left arm pulls out of the anvil, its fingers clenched. She'd holding something'' "He has always warned me of their potential depletion. The one you use seems to be near its end of life, unless you recharge it by whatever means".

''Turning swiftly at Ruby, the surrogate hand opens, revealing a dim gem, with lingering power inside, but not for much longer. Whatever she does to recharge or change it, she'd have to do it soon.''