The Inevitable Differentiation

Yuri eyed Tuss with an inexplicable twinge of embarrassment as he savored the metallic genesis, wondering if she also had the same weird expression when she absorbed it.

Tuss opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing across his gaze. "What is this?"

"You can call it Enova," Yuri replied, picking up a small piece of metal from the ground. "Watch closely..."

She held the metal in her palm, activated Enova, and manipulated it into various shapes. Not content with that, Yuri had it jump into Tuss's hand.

Tuss's pupils dilated in surprise. Almost reflexively, he reached out and grabbed the hopping piece of metal.

"You should try it too," suggested Yuri.

Tuss glanced at her and then at the piece of metal in his hand. "How do I do it?"

Yuri faltered, contemplating for a while before replying, "You'll have to figure it out bit by bit. Start with the basics, like learning to walk before you run."