Selthia processed the implications with lightning speed. There was an astronomical, unforgivable difference between merely wielding that forbidden energy and wielding it correctly.
Dragarion had catastrophically overcharged himself years ago; he had absorbed such an ungodly volume of ether that he became nearly invincible for a terrifying even if small window of time, but he had simultaneously pushed his physical vessel to the absolute edge of catastrophic, crystalline collapse.
These humans were different.
They hadn't overcharged… Ren, who was clearly orchestrating the entire deployment, had meticulously portioned out the energy. Every single one of them carried a strictly controlled, heavily monitored fraction of the power, safely tucked far away from the dangerous threshold of systemic failure.
