Lali puts down the device, and strands of glowing puppet strings emerge from all of her fingertips. She points one hand at Gold Bolt, and the strings attach to his belly. With a yank, she manages to pull herself up, seemingly being reeled in by her own strings as she eventually grabs on to his underside. “Roll over onto your back, big fella’, so I can take care of you.”<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>Luna listens to Jon as she continues scanning him with magic, eventually sighing. “It appears I will require some assistance in unraveling this enigma. The only thing I have managed to unveil is that you seem to have potent reforming magic. Have you always been capable of such things, or did you gain them when you arrived here? Or are you aware you even have them?”