Swiftly gliding over the treetops, the eternal form of the Evil Empress had followed Hugh and Annette from New York to North Carolina. Her essence was tied to the magic in the idol. The Empress always knew where her token was, so she could keep Opal from ever possessing it. That would most certainly reverse its magic and cause it to be a power for good.
Slotted spoons don't hold much soup. - Stephen Sondheim