[Still giving him a flat look of disbelief, Carlisle curls his fingers, closing them into a loose fist. A second later, a fraction of light appears between his digits, and as it pushes outward, it manifests, becoming a tangible. His fingers move in tandem, keeping a delicate grasp on the orb until it reaches the size of a pomegranate. Its surface is opaque, glassy, though the energy within is sharp to Carlisle's touch. He remembers it being cooler to hold before, and is certain the change is because of him, not the magic itself.
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He offers the orb to Genji.]