Damien gave her a nod, then shortly noticing her image of the concept of it, "It's not magic." Damien told her, "Magic allows to to only move along side with the object's energy, not infuse yourself with it." He told her, "Think of it like crafting a Zayo," Damien paused for a second, then realizing the fact she may not know what a Zayo was, "Okay scratch that, think of it as a seal." Damien said to her, figuring that seal were still used, since there were commonly know through out, "You place the seal on what it is needed to be on, and ya press it, as it summon it in other words on whatever or whomever, which when you do something like that, you are going in the same direction of it, so you're not bending it at will." Damien lets out a wisp of breath then goes on, "But with my ability, Akima's Flame in other words, allows you to become apart of that abject and reshape it, there for allowing you to." Damien paused as he looked over on the table and took the fork once more, "Craft a." He paused again, letting his black flame engulf the fork.
Damien's black flame took shape of something decent size and round, once it slowly went away; the fork was no more, it become an silver mirror, "Mirror," Damien told her was he handed her the mirror, "Or any other object you so choose of your liking." Damien told her as he took a seat, feeling slightly tired, must of been from what happened to him recently, before he arrived here.
Lost in the unknown. Cursed by the unknown
-(OOC : Big post is Big for my case o.o )-