When she opened her eyes, she knew immediately that the spell had worked. She took an involuntary step back in shock. The girl’s aura was very faint; only the dullest silver glow outlined her body. There were some concentrated areas, as well as a delicate tracery of silver lines throughout her body, almost like the roots of a tree. On the other hoof, her injured hand glowed a bright orange from Zecora’s salve, and the orange overwhelmed the silver all the way up her arm, fading out of prominence near her shoulder.