[So flattery works quite well on this gargantuan behemoth. He takes note of that, glancing over to the wall. That type of control would be much harder. There was no way he would back down, however. Without hesitation, he reached out his hand towards the wall and focused every bit of his mind on the task.

The crackling light was almost impossible to control in this state. Almost. Regardless, he had nowhere near the fine control that Volgin did. His seared carving was far from as well-done as Volgin's, a little more shaky and not quite as large. Having little idea what to draw, he focused on something he knew intimately and simply drew the SAS logo. It left him shaking but pleased. So control on this level was possible.]