Draiss had simply diverted around the inner, hidden circle, whistling to himself as he did so, going around the outside of the inner circle, and meeting Rondanini on the other side. "Sorry, superstitious upbringing. Center of circles are bad places for casters to be. Especially ones that summon big things, as it is far to easy to turn it into a binding circle. Shall we continue?"<br/><br/>He gave her a semi-embarrassed smile, before falling in behind her, no longer whistling, though he was dropping tiny bits of chalk as he walked, the chalk mingling with the circle and then speeding along it, guided by his most subtle magics, adding invisible runes of his own. He could easily turn it into his own containment circle now, and kill Cyric if he was summoned at his leisure, but that would involve sacrificing the villagers, and he wasn't going to do that.