"Oh um... ok, I'll do that" Fiona just couldn't take her eye's off of the pendant, it was calling, it begged to be held, to nobody Else's eye's but her own, the pendant seemed to glow with a blue fire. No matter how much Fiona tried, she couldn't resist the call of the pendant, she had to have it. Finally reached out fully to take it into her hand, as if on contact, the blue flame what was once only visible to Fiona burst into life and traveled up her arm, following glowing blue veins that appeared over the entirety of her body. With a ear retching scream Fiona called out in pain, unable to let go of the pendant. The flame spreading across the entirety of her body burning away her clothing, but leaving her skin in tact as the blue veins grew more constant through her body. Fiona felt as if she knew this power, like it was finally coming home, her voice silencing from a scream to a disembodied voice<br/><br/>"I saw my fall, I knew the time would come that I would fall to the sway of the demon lord, many years passed from the day I set precautions in motion, instilling my blood into a mortal line, leaving a pendant with my daughter that had the entirety of my power, I became nothing but a slave to Krathen, I had no power for him to manipulate and use for his army, in this I take solace that I had no hand in his invasion, my power, my blood, all lies within the St.Claire mortal line, and now I have granted my power once more to the defense of the mortal armies, it is too late for me, I am beyond rescue, but perhaps the recipient of my power may tip the balance and bring peace to the world. I pray for your success my children..." As the voice faded a final lurching scream emitted from Fiona as the fire solidified on her back, branching out as two angelic wings launched outwards from her back, finally the flames began to recede, ending at the tips of Fiona's wings, and at her hand where a strange ornamental blade lay in her hands, a Sabre with a heavy guard. Fiona's eye's rolled backwards as she passed out pendant still in hand, her naked form now blessed with beautiful wings, no longer was she a simple mortal, she had become something more.