Michael exited the corridor, the four of them now at the beach with the other Wendigo Wail members. "Alright, we made it...Nero, are you alright?" He asks, raising an eyebrow in suspicion at Nero's current condition. "[i]Hmm...I can certainly exploit his newfound weakness to my advantage...hehehehe....[/i]" He thinks. Seeing that he's pretty much alive and kicking, Michael automatically loses interest. "Oh, no matter...now if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere I need to be..." With that, Michael flicks his wrist at the party, negating the magic circle's effects on the three of them. He then heads back toward the dark corridor, preparing to enter it once again.