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Nothing seemed to happen around eveyone that wasn't Quint, all being heard was a very low growl like sound, and the occasional shake that wasn't very noticeable at all.

Quint was now about making the element itself lend it's power to him, going against the fury of volcanoes, the force of geysers, and the sheer desructive nature of heat.

The room shook a little heavier, and the symbol took on a dull red color that was slowly getting brighter. As the groan became softer, Quint opened his eyes, ready to finish the transmutation.

He seperated his hands, and placed them onto the now bright red rune. Before him, the circle closed in to a single point at the middle. The earthquake was much larger now, as a semi circle of a dark flame enclosed the area in front of Quint. The flame wasn't hot, and in fact seemed inviting. But before one could have thought about maybe touching it, it rapidly shrunk until it was about as large as a basketball, the moans sounding more and more like cries of pain..

Quint laughed, hands still on the marble floor. "Now for this last part.." Turning his hands outwards, the small ball of fire was compressed even smaller, now about the size of a large diamond, except black. The moans had ceased, seemed to sound muffled until it went out. The small flame was now inside of a pendant, giving off a dark glow. The pendant itself was solid gold, a few diamonds rounding out the sides of the black fire. Nothing too flashy, just the way Quint liked it.

The process had taken a lot out of him, so he sat down and admired his newest creation from afar. "See? I know what I'm doing.." Quint said to Aonice, his heart racing.

"That my friend was the world itself." He scratched the back of his head, "I kinda took a lot of energy from our mother earth in order to make that." Quint pointed at the pendant.

"It better be? No, it will be." Now rested, he stood up to stretch. He walked over to the small necklace and picked it up to examine it. It was going to do what he wanted it to, give him a better grasp on the elements, and hopefully keep his body in the same state, including the wings on his back.

Putting it on his neck, a mental image of fire came up, surprising Quint. He could also feel his wings get tighter on his body, but he was unsure if it was because of the new abilities, or because of something else..

Shrugging, "Well anyway, I'm done now. Any reason you're here?"

Quint returned the grin, "Yea, I hear that." Although he was in the arena, and she was technically fair game, he was too tired for fighting. "Wanna talk or something? I'm not really in the mood for fighting.."

"Same here hun." He copied the sitting pose of Aonice, except his own knees and legs were much smaller, larger than average from normal human males though.

"Preparing to fight your rival takes a lot out of ya huh?" He looked at her and smiled warmly.

"I've always liked it.." Quint said, "It was just that I didn't really have the time to pursue it. Here though," He took a deep breath, something had the faint smell of ash. "I can do that, so I am. Learning new things, making new stuff."

Quint was going to retort, but her crawl was enough to keep him silent for the meantime. If she wanted to give him a show, he wasn't going to stop her.

Once she came over and leaded over, "Why is alchemy hated?"

Quint shrugged, "Black magic? I don't believe so, I had to learn the Periodic Table in order to even make wooden horses from alchemy, so I do belive that it is a science."

After a moment of silent thought, "Besides, you never make something easily. Everything that you make has an equal price that you pay. If not, then nothing happens." A small frown appeared, he was sure that alchemy was a science, but there were things even science couldn't explain in the many books at his home.