Dremmick caught Cilia's response from the corner of his eye, and it was all he needed to put together who exactly the real threat here was. His eye narrowed into an evil glare from behind his mask as he turned back toward the new arrival. "Terra, give the man back his magic," he said in a low tone, eye locked on the large woman. 

Terra simple nodded and had the shard float to her cupped hands. She blew on it and is dissipated into crystal dust, which in turn, gave Aaron his powers back. Unlike Ander, she found crushing the crystals to be quite barbaric and unnecessary , though Ander enjoyed crushing them. "Alright," she started toward Aaron, "we'll have to talk more later."

Dremmick finally responded to the large lady. "I don't know, with one of my guild mates behind bars in this creeptastic shack, I was beginning to wonder the same thing myself. So how bout it, care to enlighten me? What [i]DO[/i] we have here?"