She walked down and stood near Mum and Luna as they both watched me. Focusing on the ritual, I felt the magic begin to swirl around me, coalescing within my being as it started to anchor to my magical core. With the help from the design on the arms of the Soul Beacon, I was able to determine how the magic can penetrate into the core to get a copy, allowing me to alter it to pull magic from the core without a strain. As the seconds passed and the magic built up, I feared it would fail. Then there was a flash of light and I felt the armor encase me. At first it was shining so bright that the purple appeared white but as time went on it started to darken. Then my armor became real.