Riddle watches in shock as you go off on the Headmage of NRC. All this time, you’d been feeling such negative feelings and no one even noticed. It was heart breaking to hear that you’d been holding such a burden to yourself.

You scream at the headmage, he notices ink start to drip from your figure. His eyes widened as the ink started to now pour out of you.

He thought it was impossible.. how could you overblot? You were magicless..

“ROSE NO!-“ He yelled and reached for you.