The fire didn't surprise him. He had been burning inside since he returned from Angband.

"That's what I thought. It doesn't look much like an eagle, but maybe it's enough that it's a bird?" Who knew how your soul decided to symbolize your experiences.

"If it does something that hurts you, just throw it as far away as you can."

Well, destructive can be a subjective thing. It won't throw a sword at the wall, but Maglor might need to replace the shirt he's wearing. Because the moment he puts the mask on a pair of fiery wings erupt from his back making it unwearable.

"What the...?!"