I stare at you in utter confusion. "power...." I mumbled a little concerned by the ants. "If this was some sort of trick, I'd be able to see through it. I don't know what this is!" I all but scream. I hate ants. Seeing you in the jello left alone by the ants I start to head for you when one grabs my leg. I look at you with wide startled eyes, "I'm not a witch!" I cry in desperation. I have no clue how to use magic only that I can see it and pass it along through the blood. I whimper in fear. Once the ant goes splat I literally run and jump into the jello next to you and make a ridiculous icky noise. "This is nasty!"