Thankfully for your heart, Ap gave one gallant flap of her beautiful moth wings, increasing her elevation to avoid the arc as it came at her, behind a light shower of glimmering scales. Narrowing her eyes at Chrysalis, Ap's antennae emanated a gentle light, which seemed to take hold of the scales she left, shooting them forward. They pelted Chrysalis, making her wince as she turned away, but didn't seem to do any lasting damage.