Albiorix soared lower through the darkening sky, his beady black eyes spotting the large pond on the edge of the forest. The silvery moon peaking over the horizon, adding a gloomy reflection to the ponds still waters as Albi swooped lower, his body just a few feet above the ground as his raven like body turned within a split second. His being changing from a raven directly back into his human form. Black boots slamming against the earth as he took a few steps towards the water's edge. Feeling the link in his mind grow stronger, knowing the Hawke grew closer. He pulled his black cloak around himself a bit more tightly, his hood pulled up tightly over his face, casting a shadow over his features in the dim moonlight. A quick wave of his wand and his face was concealed. Unsure, why he even bothered with the mask. Though, it almost felt like a safety blanket to him. He needed it, not to conceal his identity but to conceal his emotion. And this place, it was filled with them. Ghosts that should have been out to bed a long time ago.<br/><br/>'<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b300">Avada Kadava</span></i>' echoed along the water's edge, plaguing his mind as he watched the disoriented reflection of the moon dance on the surface of the water.  He glanced down at his Laurel wood wand, almost giving it a quick flick. '<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">Accio ring... that's all I need to do and I can leave this wounded Auror to bleed out at the water's edge. There is no way he can heal that wound on his back, not himself anyway.</span></i>' Albi thought without thinking about who he shared an audience with. But despite his thoughts, he knew he couldn't leave it like that. No, he wanted that ring, but he also wanted for Hawke to have the information he had. He needed the ministry to put a swift end to this new rising band of rogues. He cared little for their agenda and just wanted to see them put down.<br/><br/>And as he felt Hawke finally coming into range, Albi didn't turn from the gentle glow of the moon as he spoke. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">You made it, good. Let us hope mother doesn't send Rosa to follow after your blood trail. Though who am I kidding. I suppose that would be a great benefit, one less traitor to deal with later.</span>" He glanced down a bit, sighing as he glanced to the side, not looking directly at him, not yet. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">Though this could have all been avoided. Had you just done some simple spell, something they wouldn't even notice. I could have been the distraction. But no, the Auror had to escape on his own. Look how well that went.</span>" He finally turned to regard him fully. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">Now give me the ring so we can be done. You have a choice, tell me what you want to know, you will get that and nothing more.</span>"