Maggie watched Fleet interact with the mag and bullet with open curiosity, and then when nothing happened, she gestured toward it, and the gems strapped to the bow. "They're glowing - and was something meant to happen?" She took her other firearm and dumped the mag, catching it in her hand and
She took out the magazine and pressed a finger onto the exposed bullet. The pink gems in the bow strapped to her back glowed faintly as she stared at the bullet with great concentration. She reinserted the mag, took aim, fired into the target, and absolutely nothing happened.