"A ball would work, yes! I'd show you, but I'd have to use my Quirk to get one."
AMAZONITE! PEGASUS! HOLDING BACK! THE ROYAL WINGS!
Amelie slams the wingbow into place on her back and takes off, catching the latest grenade in her tailwind and sending it spiraling towards the wall.
"Given your height and weight, if it was just your lipids you were using you wouldn't be able to make more than thirty to forty pounds of materiel before your Quirk would just give up, and you've made mortars! The lightest those get is fifty pounds! Lipids are a part of your Quirk, but they aren't your whole Quirk!"
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AMAZONITE! PEGASUS!
HOLDING BACK! THE ROYAL WINGS!
Amelie slams the wingbow into place on her back and takes off, catching the latest grenade in her tailwind and sending it spiraling towards the wall.
"Given your height and weight, if it was just your lipids you were using you wouldn't be able to make more than thirty to forty pounds of materiel before your Quirk would just give up, and you've made mortars! The lightest those get is fifty pounds! Lipids are a part of your Quirk, but they aren't your whole Quirk!"