Draiss nodded, before pulling out a small orb, about the size of his head, which he then tossed on the table, belying how incredibly dangerous it was. "This is the material representation of their most basic of weapons. The kind of thing a child, set to become a warrior, would get as their first weapon so they would learn how without actually hurting themselves. Everyone remember when I died for a year?"<br/><br/>He reached up and flicked his lock of white hair out of his eyes, before nodding to the orb. "That is the end result of the experiment, which I suspect was deliberately sabotaged, or fixed depending on your view point, to do that. Oh, by the way, this orb? I activate it, the multi-planar-verse vanishes."<br/><br/>He waited for the hysteria to stop, before picking it back up. "Relax, I am the only one that could activate it, and every shadow stalker, Inevitable, and all those kinds of beings would know what was happening. The energy build up would be impossible to disguise or hide, and the stalkers would take pains to ensure I didn't come back in a year."<br/><br/>He rolled the orb around in his hands, idly playing with a force more powerful than all the greater artifacts in existance. "And I built this in an afternoon, realized what I had created, and destroyed the plans, all my notes on it, and then burned out most of my memories leading up to the orb. Didn't burn them all out, don't want to forget exactly what this thing will do if it is activated, and you all know me well enough to guess what would happen if you handed me something with a big button and the instructions to not press it."<br/><br/>He grinned, before putting the orb back into its hiding spot, before returning to the main topic. "As for what we can do, from what I have gathered from V'elen, or more accurately, had it give me, the beyonders have been at about the same level of sophistication for longer than the multiplanarverse has existed, twice over. Not quite stagnant, but very little forward progress. V'elen decided, rather than destroying everything like Verdelet's beyonder is, that we could be a testing grounds for new ideas. Me and the constructs are the current cutting edge of development, and since the beyonders are at their wits end, so to speak, it decided, why not? Besides, one of my suggestions is to not fight THEM, as if it was a serious fight, I have a hunch the beyonders would have been destroyed a long time ago. By the beyonder's reckoning."