A small trickle of liquid went down from my nose and to my lip. I didn’t need to taste it to know what it was. The strain of controlling myself was still growing. But I continued to stare forward at the blaze. The being continued in my left ear, more sinister this time. " Know this, gifted child of Magic. If this was under any other circumstances, I would want nothing more than to eviscerate you! But watching you squirm and strain to keep yourself together.. Oh, it gives me enough pleasure. If only.. oh well. Enjoy the rest of your night. Morgana of the New Moon   ."