Jason looks at the glowing arrow in Mia's hand in surprise, and nods. "I'll try, but it's gonna have one heck of a draw strength. Gimme a minute." Many of the drawing around him fade away, the lines making them up blending and vanishing back into nothingness. He measures Mia's arms, and draws a metal bow with his claw. He pulls the bow out of the wall, and "erases" bits of scrap metal that came with it, by slicing them off with his white hot talons. He then hands the new metal bow to Mia, and draws his small pistol, hiding it with his enormous wings, and loads a clip. "Let's go find out what we're up against here." His wings and feathers begin to glow, slowly and steadily, and the items he drew flicker with the same golden flames.