IC:
"Okay, I'll go over this way and try to create reinforcements for our base. Maybe I'll even make a better sword for myself..." I walked off to a far corner, and used my willpower to try and create a support beam. Instead, a large pile of iron tumbled forwards from the wall, landing in a large heap.
"Okay... maybe my mask can-" as soon as the words left my mouth, my hand returned to a claw like form, and my head ached with pain. My body grew larger, and my muscles stronger. My vision was distorted from its previous form, but it had gotten a narrower and better vision range. My orange armour was partially covered by black, and when I looked at the pile of iron, it had become a powerful beam.
"That was... interesting..." The others gathered near me, and when I shut off my mask power, the beam grew slightly smaller, with fragments chipping away. "Maybe if I consetrated more, it might stay in good condition."
But the other toa looked at me strangely. My body was still quite large, and my hand remained a claw. Worst of all, my mask was completely distorted, resembling a broken vahki head...
