After some more trotting through the near never-ending fog had been done could Rarity hear a buzzing sound in her horn. The sound it created as if it was about to unleash a spell into the world. The blue eyes of the mare looked at the visible tip of her horn and noticed the aura around it. In her mind echoed the words of a tome that was unknown to her. A tome of magic that actually frightened her to the brink of death. "Hey, what are... stupid horn!" she yelled up to her horn in a vague attempt to stop it.