MoLN - 1 - Glow

Before he could figure that out, he was nearly blinded by a sudden beam of brilliant light. What in the name of Mata Nui is that? he wondered, squinting toward the source of the light.

It was a mask. A mask like the ones he and Jaller and every other Matoran wore – but different. This mask glowed with the light of a thousand suns. It was floating in the lava, unharmed by the intense heat.