Witch's Hidden Agenda

Nero sprawled on the ground with the subtle trembles in his limbs. He was just right across from Athan, who stood just several inches away from him.

From the center found a torn page from her grimoire, which contained— several diagrams and inscriptions— he was somehow familiar with...

He tried as much as he could to decipher, but it was just obnoxious, almost didn't make sense to what he knew of the witch's literature thus far.

'This woman is really tricky….' He peered sideways, and she continued scribbling on the floor with several shapes and drawings connected in a large circle with several layers. 'She's dead meat if this was just her trick.'

Athan, at the moment, was so concerned with Nero that he had to let things slide.

Meanwhile, Mystique had kept her hair into a bun as quickly as possible and focused her task at hand.