As the men charged, Jayden's eyes darted to a metallic rod lying discarded on the ground. With a sharp flick of his hand, he summoned it up with his telekinesis.
The rod shot off the dirt with a whip-crack sound, spinning through the air before slapping neatly into his palm. His grip tightened instantly… and the moment the cold iron kissed his skin, his power surged.
A ripple of transformation spread up his arms. The veins beneath his skin shimmered silver before hardening entirely. His flesh darkened, gleamed, and then shifted into reflective metal, coating both arms from fingertip to shoulder. His claws extended in that same breath, now sharp, metallic extensions.. deadlier than ever.
