Raldel didn't seem surprised at Tarentek's response to seeing the weapon, but rather almost amused. "Yes, we understand that this is dangerous, that is why we took some of them. We saw a few of the soldiers away from the city, practicing how to use them." Raldel picked up the object and touched a small part of it that was near the top and shaped like a ring. "So long as this part is not removed, it is safe, and I have no intention of removing it." He put it carefully back into his pack, and gave the pack to the man who had tapped on his shoulder. "Put them in the west storehouse." 

At the order the man gave a slight nod and left. Onyx had a strange feeling, almost like fear but not quite so immediate. [i]Could it be because of the weapon?[/i] She thought to herself as Raldel continued speaking. The small object had looked no more harmless than one of the strange carved objects that other races used as currency, but the thought that it was the very thing that had given Tarentek his horrible scars made a shiver go down Onyx's spine. [i]How are we ever going to be able to fight, let alone flee, such a force?[/i] "Heillias help us." She muttered under her breath.