"Ryan the Queen has a mission for you" Diabolico told him the next morning. He then explained the idea of beating the rangers with their own power, and how the queen liked his chances more than a Half demon because he had actually been raised demon instead of human. Ryan figured she just wanted to see him destroyed like one of the Monstrous Doll Constructs Jynxer made to fight the Rangers.
"let me think about it" he said to Diabolico.
"Don't think on it too long. It's not a good idea to make the Queen wait. Especially you my son" That was definatly true. The Queen hated Ryan, a human being who was belived by members of her kingdom to be the reincarnation of her father King Alkazar. They thought this because Ryan had the king's magic. If this theory was ever proven Ryan could take the throne back when he came of age. And Bansherra was not about to give in to a mere human.
Ryan touched the weapon he had stolen a few nights before. The sensation was warm and slimy. He could feel it probing him. Tasting him to see if he had that something extra that it needed. It wasn't comfortable but it wasn't painful either. After a minute he could feel it muffling his senses. Not his eyes or hearing his other senses. The magical ones.
There were no lights in the air. Normally the world was filled with light and shadow from the interplays of wild magic over the planet. Ryan new most people couldn't see it. Hell his best friend Eris didn't see it. But it was real and now because of this thing it was gone.
He threw the morpher to the other side of it room. At first he thought it had eaten by the weapon bit magic slowly returned to his sight.