Max frowned, taking a few steps back away from the pouring flames. His eyes widened as it spread, and then consumed the wall in its entirety. "The Veiled Man? The totality of ..." the youth shook his head in disbelief. There was no doubting this was Caster at this point - the servant spoke with the presumed superiority that only a powerful magi could muster, the arrogance that power over reality brought with it. No doubt 'mere mortals' were but pawns to the creature. It was an all-too familiar sentiment.
"Spare me the prose. If you know as much as you say you do, you'll know I'm not likely to trust you enough for any deal anyway. Save us both some time, and tell me plainly what it is you want, and what this... Veiled Man is."
He loathed even entertaining the creature's offer. He'd have to be a fool to deal with an enemy, much less one so otherworldly. He'd hear what it had to offer, if only to appease it, but he didn't expect to like it.
"Spare me the prose. If you know as much as you say you do, you'll know I'm not likely to trust you enough for any deal anyway. Save us both some time, and tell me plainly what it is you want, and what this... Veiled Man is."
He loathed even entertaining the creature's offer. He'd have to be a fool to deal with an enemy, much less one so otherworldly. He'd hear what it had to offer, if only to appease it, but he didn't expect to like it.