"Its part of a mystical material that not even Gods themselves fully understand, something that holds enough power to elevate many to divinity but only grants that wish to those who truly deserve it, yet it bristles with power, and perhaps shattered it is unable to control it all? I shiver to think what a larger shard could be able to do." The elf shook a head sighing. "Well if you are willing to describe your symptoms I will make a record of them." Offering pleasantly casually the elf looked at Marric.<br/><br/>"Though the fire should be able to spread to any part of your body you might end up using as weapon. Arms, legs, your head itself I imagine, I suppose its not impossible to see it sink in every part of your body. Please do understand though that what you feel is a tiny fragment's drained power. If it was reunited with more shards, and somehow made whole, that power might be a whole lot more convincing. Who knows, enough of it back together, it might even make someone a Divine being again, yet I imagine many hunt for pieces and are willing to murder to get to them. That makes them very dangerous in itself."