You were a sorcerer, and a powerful one. But, an evil one. You and another sorcerer, a goody two shoes if you ask me.. had been educating Atticus, helping him finally embrace his power. Now was the day of battle, and Atticus had to choose. You, or Orali? what decision would benefit him? You swirled your hands around, red mist and fire shooting out wherever they move as you stop your black heel on the floor, making a few crack, you point at Atticus. “Your destiny lies in YOUR hands.”