Draiss grinned, before she mentioned useless objects. "There is no such thing as a useless object. A seriously use impaired object perhaps that will, under no sane, real, conceivable circumstances will it have a practical use, but there is still a use. Even if it is only to look pretty and collect dust. No.<br/><br/>So, I will leave that one here, where it will learn about creating different, not battle intended items, while it teaches you about various fabrication and crafting techniques that they have learned."<br/><br/>The last was said as a loud hum seemed to burst behind her before settling into a low, steady hum. A quick look would show that both of the shadow stalkers had shifted into a fighting stance, the one behind her holding a glowing blade about as long as someone's arm that was the source of the humming as well as one of the forearm long, ranged weapons Draiss had built for up close, crowd control work. The one that had returned to the displayed items had drawn a forearm long weapon that look like a brick with a trigger. At his no, both of them stood up out of the combat crouch and pressed the ranged weapons against the holding slots, while the beam weapon sputtered out and then faded with a series of cracks and hisses. He turned back to the artificer with a much put upon sigh. "So, one will stay here and both teach and learn from you, and in a month or so I will be back to see what its thoughts are."