Priscalla didn't think he gave himself enough credit He lost his memory, to be able to do ANY spell at all was a feat within itself. But, right now thinking of complimenting was out of her mind as the spirit that just got out of the book was going crazy. A small dust whirl was begin to form underneath the spirit, growing ever so slowly with the spirit's anger. The spirit stared at them.<br/>"What you do is so little compared to me, you could have everything you want if you just follow me. That book is useless to you!"<br/>The spirit tried to rip the book out of your hands before you can do anything.<br/>Priscalla took a breath, she just couldn't stand idly aside while this happened. She had to do something...but what was the question. Her mind was so busy with so many things. But, one thing she was good at was  ruining others lives. Now, just to do that to the right person. She jumped in  front of the spirit, and slowly got sucked up in the tornado. It seemed Priscalla wasn't going to be  there to help you.<br/>The spirit cackled.<br/>"Either you join me, or become a part of what she is feeling!"