The crystal glowed eerily atop the staff, the light attracting the eyes of the large creature. The wizard lay next to it, knocked unconscious from her fight with the beast. But the allure of the staff was growing, and the beast reached down to pluck the wooden staff from the ground. Lifting up the staff, it stared deeply into the crystal, before letting out a hooting roar of laughter, snapping the staff and ripping the crystal off. The glow did not shrink nor did it grow in brilliance, and the beast delightedly teetered off to add it to it’s treasury.
One more crystal, and it can steal another body.