someone... Within the river of hysterics running through her body, she was half-tempted to swear off magic. Maybe she wouldn’t kill another being again if she just...swore off magic all together, but the necklace was stuck on her and she knew deep down, somewhere within the darkness, that it would be no use. Magic was second nature to her. It was the reason she was who she was, despite the dark side of her coming out due to the damned necklace.