The air of arrogance in Sabrina dimmed a little, she could see that Phoebe was not as soft as she imagined.
"The manipulation of shadows, where did you get the spell?" Phoebe asked.
"Every founding family once had a witch or witches in their line, before everyone decided that they were too modern for ancient practices and locked away the grimoires of their ancestors. I am a Spellcaster, look at my name, it could not be more obvious that our family chose not to abandon the ways of our ancestors.
Someone needed to teach the Miller's a lesson, what I did was for the benefit of everyone. As for death, you cannot blame it on me, the caster of the spell was willing to use her vitality to destroy her enemy. Why is that my fault?
It's like blaming a gun vendor for the actions of a gun buyer. If I sell the gun legally, I am not liable for any of the actions of the buyer.