[What works once tends to not work twice. She'd learned what that flare of energy means, and she'd been working on getting out of those bindings already.

By the time the surge of purple energy arrives, Malachite's untangled herself enough to leap free, the resultant explosion not exactly pleasant but enough to push her further away and out of easy reach of the whips. She's not going to stay at range long.]

Why would I care about some other Jasper? Are you that upset about being a runt amethyst that you think everyone else shares your insecurity?

[The flat way it's said suggests that she really doesn't have any hangups at all about that. There's plenty of Jaspers out there, it's part of gem life. And she ... wasn't Jasper anymore. She rubs her wrist, frowning.]

Pathetic. Is this really the best you can do? Try to delay me and chain me up long enough for your friends to show up and finish what you can't?

[Come on. Take the bait.]