Shadow was agast alittle then looked back at diarow then fissure, "800000 pounds? so it can be used like an earthquake device then as well, pounding the earsh so hard, it ought to cause a shockwave." He shivered alittle as Fissure got closer then hardened his stance again. "it really does not matter to much of the world anymore now does it? fighting for a cause? ha, there are few causes that are left to fight for good reason, humans have corrupted the sense with their 'crusades' or 'purifications'." Shadow glanced at the blade again "actually there is more to the blade but the majority is that the user receives energy from their will, multiplying the will and might of the blade, and if the user, such as mark, is draconic, the power is increased tenfold! not as good as lord diarows but still, pretty decent. can turn a normal being with a will to become a one man army." He saw fissure was thinking and blew small black smoke gusts from his nostrels that rose up to Fissures face, not bothering him in the least "its not really like you need such a blade though, i am sure your fire could take care of most of it, or all for that matter." He said with a small chuckle, "which wonders me...what kind do you breathe, i am assuming black fire? like all black dragons? or something else from your many, many, years of living"