She looked confused and shook her head. “No, these… this isn’t marching so much as just moving…”
She moved to defend herself and caught a glimpse of-
No, that wasn’t-
But it looked just like-
Mom?
She was muscular, more than she’d ever seen her. More than at the start of the games.
Of course… Feruchemical pewter. She’s always thought it skipped a generation.