Orin's eyes were glued onto the image, and only part of it was because the mere pressure from the image froze his body. In truth, he saw a lot more than just the surface of the image. He saw what it was meant to be.
But the power in that bead… it was too great. It far surpassed Orin, and while theoretically he could create items and treasures stronger than himself, the difference could not be so great.
Slowly, the image of the bead faded, and Orin turned his eyes to the Innkeeper who was observing him with amused eyes.
"That… that is too powerful. There is no way I can create something like that - not before I become much stronger."
"No, that is your misconception," said the Innkeeper warmly. "The power you were feeling from the projection - actually that aura itself was also a part of the projection. The bead does not have to have such power. Instead, it is a mere conduit for Karma, and thus should be able to tolerate such a strain. In truth, the bead itself will have no power.
