Witch Cleo:
Ah, the scepter of shunaiman! It's been many years since I laid eyes on it. Its color has completely faded!
Although it is quite ancient it is very fragile. For instance, if I were to drop it while standing on a stone floor...
Clang!! It would break just like that! Ha!
Destruction and chaos! It's what I live for! Stop frowning, it was of no use to you anyway. Why else would you have handed it over so willingly...
Instead, why don't you take this? It was given to me by a young king who had gotten it from the lady of the lake. Take it with you. When next we meet you shall be drenched in blood, and I will be waiting...