As the light flickered out, Dark returned to his more attractive form.
Risa put the tiara back in his satchel.
"Can you explain this to me?" Risa asked.
"I don't really understand it myself." Dark said. "The Hikari, the family that your 'Mother' came from created artworks with the nectar of a garden of magic flowers. Eventually they got greedy and there was only one left. I was one of their creations, a cursed abomination of magic. That tiara is another. You are human, however. Just a girl. I do not know why you are able to use Hikari magic."
"Aren't I a Hikari?" Risa said. "If mother is, I am!"
Dark leaned in. "An artwork knows the artist. You don't have a single drop of Hikari blood. But you do have magic. In your hair."
"I know that. I always have." Risa said. "She makes me sacrifice them for her youth. I always wanted to save someone. Kaitoh! Please, give me this tiara!"
Dark shook his head. "Not a chance."
"Please I can save people." Risa said.
"That tiara turns me into a monster. I don't want that to happen again." Dark said. "I'm going to seal its power and then sell it and continue on my merry way."
"You can't!" Risa said. "I have it!"
"And I suppose you want something from me?" Dark said lazily.
"Yes. Freedom."
Dark's black wings fluttered in anticipation.