"It is never worth it. The darkside never leads to anything good, no matter what promises are made." Kytana warned. Her eyes danced from Rena to Micha. Then back to the spire. She could feel the pull of another darkness on the island, though this was much weaker.
She was unsure why, but she felt compelled to protect the other two. She would never be a master, but she would be damned if she fell to the darkside again. It would spell doom for everyone here. And then some.