<em>"Santa Maria..."</em>Antonio watches as Mica bolts with the statue. When Duponte takes off after her, laughing, his Italian gets a bit more... colorful.<br/><br/>He glares Junior. "Antonio, if you please."<br/><br/>Turning back to Mancini, he hands the book back. "I do believe that now,<em>signore</em>, the conditions are filled. Take your book and leave. If you are wise, you will not pursue this any farther." He sheathes his sword and gives Mancini a hard stare. "Something tells me, however, that you are not a wise man."<br/><br/>Leaves stir around Antonio, swirling into a vortex around him. At a foot off the ground, the leaves burst into flames, which also swirls around the Magus. The flames spiral tighter around him, before bursting outwards in an explosion of harmless embers, the minor flames dying as they hit the ground... and Antonio is gone.<br/><br/>Antonio's voice drifts along the wind, "And I'll be watching..."<br/><br/>Inside the Veil that he just cast, Antonio quietly sighed. He felt the theatrics were necessary to dissuade Mancini from getting in too deep. He then turns his attention towards the fleeing Mica. With a shrug of resignation, he slowly makes his way back towards the rest of the group.<br/><br/>((Air and Fire to craft the display, and Air for the Veil. Roll of Result: 2, 4, 6, 4 (-1, 0, +1, 0, total result of +0) making a Great veil.))