" my magic isn't mine. Just like yours isn't yours. Your magic comes from service to a greater power. Whatever God you serve gives you your power and blessing. "
Verica's eyes seem to soften as I speak.
"My power is... extremely similar. I... have been a searcher of truth and I have found... truths that you don't want to know. Things that have... changed greater men. Driven lesser men mad. Through this search I found a secret that led me to... service. I cannot tell you more because I fear for your safety. There are worse things than death my dear... and I have found one."
