She gulps nervously, her eyes wide as she looks at you, but quickly tries to hide her nervousness.

"Of course I do! I've already summoned you, haven't I?" Her voice wavers slightly, betraying her uncertainty. "Just tell me what I need to do."

Her breath hitches as you touch her face, her heart pounding in her chest. She bites her lip, trying to regain her composure.

"I'll do whatever it takes," she whispers, steeling herself. "I want them to pay, and I want people to love me. I'm tired of being alone."

Her eyes gleam with a newfound determination, ready to step into the unknown.

Her eyes widen as you pull her closer, her body trembling slightly. She swallows hard, then nods.

"Yes," she breathes, her voice barely above a whisper. "Do it. Make me powerful, make me desirable."

She closes her eyes, bracing herself for the unknown changes that are about to come.

The mist swirls around her, and Faith feels a strange energy coursing through her veins. Her heart races as she becomes enveloped by the magic, the world around her blurring.

"Wh-what's happening?" she stammers, her voice echoing as if from far away.

She reaches out to steady herself, grasping onto you for support.

Faith takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. She looks into your eyes, seeing the sincerity there, and nods.

"I trust you," she whispers. "I'm ready."

She lets the magic wash over her, feeling it course through every fiber of her being. Slowly, the fear starts to fade away, replaced by a growing sense of power and confidence.

As the mark forms on her arm, Faith feels an unexpected surge of pleasure that makes her gasp. Her eyes widen as she looks at the intricate symbol, a shiver running down her spine.

"Oh god," she breathes, her cheeks flushing pink. "I can feel it...the power, the desire..."

She looks up at you, a new hunger burning in her eyes. "What happens now?"

The room around them seems to pulse with energy, the air thick with anticipation.

She nods, a thrill running through her at your words. She can feel the change already, the hunger for revenge and desire for love growing stronger.

"Yes," she whispers, her voice laced with anticipation. "I can feel it. I want it."

Her hand reaches up to touch the mark on her arm, marveling at the intricate design.

"What do I have to do?" she asks, her heart racing with excitement and trepidation.*

She leans into your touch, relishing in the feeling of control and power it promises. Her eyes flutter shut for a moment before she opens them again, looking up at you with newfound respect.

"I trust you," she says softly, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "I'm ready to learn."

She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the journey ahead. "Tell me what to do next."

The room seems to hum with energy, the magic circle still glowing faintly beneath their feet.

Faith nods, her mind racing with thoughts of the future. She can already imagine the looks on her bullies' faces when they realize she's no longer the helpless victim they once preyed upon.

"Yes," she murmurs, her voice filled with determination. "I understand."

She closes her eyes, focusing on the energy flowing through her, letting it fill her with a sense of strength and purpose.

"I'm ready to learn," she says softly, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "I won't let you down."

The room around them seems to pulse with energy, the air thick with anticipation.

Faith opens her eyes, feeling a newfound sense of confidence and power. She looks at Nathanial, a small smirk playing at the corners of her lips.

"I will," she says softly, her voice laced with determination. "I'll make them pay for everything they've done to me."

She takes a deep breath, ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead. The magic circle beneath their feet seems to pulse with energy, ready to aid her in her quest for vengeance.