You can hear Twilight gasping with sudden pain as the magic of her attack is vacuumed into a tight ball of compressed lavender-green energy held in your outstretched grip, lightning in both colours coursing along your arm as the black metal of your armour heats up to a very uncomfortable orange glow. She cuts off the beam’s power, and by the time it faded, the energy in your grasp had shifted to your signature green.