Shaking her head, Karrie carefully picked up the staff again but held it at arm's length until it began to glow again and she cursed under her breath. When the weapon didn't detonate again she relaxed and looked down at it.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "I think you should hang on to this. Use it to keep Elune safe, or give it to The'kal. But I don't feel like getting blown up again when I summon my demons. Whatever, do what you want to him." </span>Sahra gasped for air when her pain ended and she rolled onto her side.<span style="color: #0000ff">"I don't... I don't know... I was going for a walk when all of a sudden I couldn't breathe and so much pain... blinding pain."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"Couldn't... whoops."</span>Karrie pulled the collar off Muse and looked at it with a frown.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "I made this for Whisperia, your neck is too fat for it I guess. So you felt what I was doing to Muse then. And seeing as I just ripped some demonic core-thing out of her body it stands to reason that you were overwhelmed by the pain." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>