Magnus grinned wickedly before grabbing the front of Johnathans shirt and lifting him off the ground. "You'd best watch who you are talking to boy and show some respect. You wouldn't be standing here if I hadn'tve sired Dresden nearly two milleniums ago. I don't care how damned smart you are, if Dresden hadn'tve sired you you'd be dead right now." Magnus told him before throwing him to the ground. "Now. If everything is clear I will help with this, but I will do things my way. I don't need your armor either, nor do I need your plans. So, when do we strike?" Magnus asked.