"I just... can't tell you my name," Wizzard said. "This," he held up the sonic, "is my sonic screwdriver. It allows me to open locked doors and many other things. It isn't a weapon, though." A sudden laugh emerged from him as he realized that he forgot to tell Arania something. "There is one more thing I need to inform you of," he paused, "Don't freak out... but I am 330 years old."