“Oh? You have magic but you don’t even know it? That’s dangerous.”

Suddenly the girl’s eyes started glowing and from the ground two large stones floated up and around her.

“So not only do you have this powerful weapon you use carelessly, you also use magic you don’t even realize you have... That’s like taking treats from a stranger.”

The woman waved her ha da through the air causing the stones to change shape and form, from little people to swords. Eventually they became little people with swords fighting each other.

“Magic is like water. Everyone needs it, but no matter how useful, if you don’t know where it’s source is coming from, you’re putting yourself at risk. For all you know your magic may be tapped into some greater demonic entity that will slowly take over your mind the more you use it. Or perhaps it’s comnected to a god who will use you as a vessel in a holy war. Or it might just kill you.”

The stones formed back together into a large table where she set Ogum’s weapon down. She put her elbows in this tabl and looked at him.

“You must truly be desperate to come to me for help. Did you kill someone? Well... No matter.”

Taking a step back the woman raised her hand to the table as it consumed the weapon. Her eyes began to glow as she took in the knowledge of how this weapon was crafted, what it was made of, and how it was used. Then the stone crumbled, leaving nothing behind but dust and dirt.

“Ah. That was enlightening. Well then time to go.”