Zelgadis gawked a little, uncertain of what she'd just done until ice clicked. Oh. It threw off his train of thought only for a moment; he decided to leave the spoon where it was for a little bit, folding his hands and leaning them on his knees.

"Shabranigdo was split into seven pieces a thousand years ago," he said. "During the War of the Monster's Fall. The pieces were scattered throughout the world, and one fragment found its way into humans. Blind humans. So this piece of the demon god passed through generations of the blind until Rezo. Once his eyes opened..."