Topaz, being pushed to her very limit
So lore time!
Topaz is a defensive magic user, she has the ability over light magic. either she can make herself a flash grenade OR use hard light as a shield for herself and others.
she can do small orbital offensive magic that shoot like hard light bullets but that's the extent she can use without loosing control of her magic ability
she's scared of herself when she does use her magic offensively because she has and will hurt people if its hard light piercing someone or in the worst case, SUN SCORCHING (think of it as THE WORLDS WORST SUN BURN THAT YOU CAN DIE FROM)
she rarely gets pushed to her limit but when she does, its hard to pull her out of supernova (easier to let her go on her rampage and burn herself out then step in)
I do however have an idea rattling in my head about Thyme stepping in and calming her down from supernova, and Topaz does snap out of it, to just get scared she will burn him up and for the moment he contemplate that he MIGHT ACTUALLY DIE but he just smiles at her says something along the lines of "I trust that you wont hurt me" stays with her unwavering and kisses her to calm her down. he gets out of it pretty unscathed other then new winkles on his face (around his eyes more) form and for a bit his face and parts that were touching her are flushed yellow because of sun burning (but that heals fast because Pixies can heal faster then Faeries)
idk idea rattling in my brain noodle, maybe one day I'll implement them
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