“You have another stamp,” Marasi said. “One you said can transform you.” “Into someone else,” she said. “Someone with a different past, different training, different … talents.” “Can that person fight?” Moonlight took a deep breath. “Yes. Better than fighting though, she should be able to vanish. Hide. But the person I would become … she wouldn’t be me. I’ve always wanted to try this specific transformation, Marasi, which is why I have the stamp. But it’s dangerous.
