The mages... hesitate, and exchange looks, muttering almost too quietly for him to hear, though apparently they can hear each other. Finally, the one in red speaks. "Very well, dem-- Sephimoph. Let the Binding be laid over you!"<br/><br/>The three mages raise their arms, and a bright flash fills the room. He'll feel a tingling magic settle over him, and a slight burning sensation on his forehead. When the light fades, the mages have backed away from the circle, and the adventurers have stepped up. The one in plate, the half-dragon, speaks first. "Come then, demon. We haven't time to spare."