Skarmory flew up so fast that Silver was knocked off. Silver woke up and dug in his pocket for something to break his fall. There was only the ring, though... Silver put it on, hoping to die in style. When he hit the boat, he cracked the floor. He got up, unharmed. Skarmory came down, and Silver saw his reflection in Skarmory's wings. He didn't see his bright clothes. Instead, he saw metallic silver clothes. Like my name, Silver thought. He looked at the ring. His hand was a shiny silver color. When Silver took the ring off, he went back to normal.