[ And why not, Crowley was pretty pleased with the idea himself. Avalon could use more vineyards. Of course the specifics might need some tweaking as he had never actually made a wine before, he only drank them... but baby steps. He could whip these plants back into grape-growing trim! ]

With all this space? Probably. I don't have any solid plans for anything, this all sort of happened.

[ His mind drifted briefly as he had sampled wines made from other berries before, even pineapple, and in Crowley's imaginative daydream this tiny little farm suddenly grew into a massive operation. Strawberry wine, Gooseberry wine...
Hm? Oh... Had he been asked a question? ]

Here, its elemental magic. Might as well call it elementary...

[ He dropped off his first batch of plants and returned for a second. ]

I can't understand. This lot wants us to help them save the universe but they take our powers away. Seems to me they would want us to be as powerful as we always were.