At those words, Calum's demeanor changed completely. His smile vanished and his eyes grew ice cold, and his posture changed - no longer as relaxed, but there was a sort of steel now in his movements that marked him as a predator. And in that instant, magic sparked in the room, something almost but not quite like static, but dangerous. Darker.

Black magic.

"A straight answer?" he echoed, his voice low and thoughtful. "I tell you, and you'll have delusions of stopping me. I had my allies betray me once, I'll hardly allow strangers to do it this time." He began to walk closer to Song, meeting her eyes in an almost honest gaze. "I want power. More than anything, and that you already know. There is a gift in that - the ability to change anything and everything. Freedom without consequence."

He laughed then - a quiet, nearly-friendly laugh - and the magic dissipated completely. "I just never thought I'd have the chance to get it on this great a scale."