[@Azure Flame]

A frown grew on Fillian's face as Ollivander gave her some weak ass response to her question. Taking the wand, she felt the spruce handle. A grin started to form at the corners of Drake's lips. She liked spruce, and not to mention that it had a dragon heartstring. Is it a coincidence that her nickname corresponded with the core of her wand? 

Reflecting on this question, she gave the wand a wave. Almost immediately an ethereal flame appeared at the tip, basking the room in a black light. Drake's smile faded just as the flame itself had. Why was it black? Why did it suck the light out of the room?

"Wow," was all she could mumble after seeing what her new wand had done.