Dasken eyed the staff. "One thing you forgot, Lyric," he said, snatching the stick, "Is to strengthen it." He released several explosions around it, and it began to condense. By the time Dask was done, the stick was black, warm to the touch, extremely hard, and unbelievably sharp. He handed it back to Joshua. "Little trick I picked up from being homeless." He turned to Ashley. "As for your question, it's simple; just use force towards me and towards me alone."