[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/363556781537886208/532086118167085056/tumblr_ojwo5iHH021qhodd8o2_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Palace: New York City, New York.
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]:[/center] Conjuration
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	Max mentally noted Wanda’s lust for making Alex suffer, more so than what this event would have caused. No, this seemed a bit too personal for it to be what Pietro was feeling. As soon as his target stopped moving it was time for the game to begin. Max plopped off the wall he had been leaning on and began to walk about, his eyes glancing slightly left to right to inconspicuously attempt to find some place for him to hide. A quick glance let him know that no one was watching at that moment as he quickly and quietly slipped into a closet room, partially empty, but completely alone. Perfect. He made himself comfy against the back wall of the closet, eyes facing towards the door Incase anyone had dared to try and enter it. Pulling out his glasses he whispered [color=aba400]”merotarolpxe.”[/color] causing the glass to shimmer slightly then stop. Once he placed them on he was able to see the room that Alex was being detained in as well the three guards that were attending him.

	Two of the guards were patrolling the area, looking down the hallways for possible intruders or visitors, maybe even the King himself, who knew. The third however was tricky, stationed there and looking directly at his target making a stealth mission even harder to pull off. [color=aba400][i]Damn it. Well, I hope these guards like a little vacation to the Sahara Desert.[/i] “Sucal”[/color] Max held his left hand forward as he began to swirl the right, attempting to open a portal beneath each guards feet and transporting them to the Desert. Unfortunately for him the task was trickier than it appeared and ended up not working. Ok then, plan B. Max prepared himself for what could end up in a fight once again whispering [color=aba400]”Sucal”[/color] A portal opened up in front of him and he quickly said [color=aba400]”erecreoc”[/color] soft enough so that the other two wouldn’t hear him. Bindings quickly flew up from the ground, immediately wrapping the facing guards mouth to stifle any screams or words. They continued down his body, mummifying him so that he could act or pursue. Max grabbed Alex, opening a final portal to his house, and jumped through it with Alex in hand. When he exited he realised he didn’t get moved to his home however. He was standing outside some sort of Warehouse, one he’d never seen before. Alex however, appeared to know all too well where they were.

	[color=aba400]”Well this isn’t where I was expecting to take us at all. Must’ve made a wrong turn at Albuquerque. You however, you seem to know where we are. So, you have my attention, your words caught my ear, tell me where we are, why you attacked the Queen, as well as what your organizations about. Oh and before you attempt to protest or run, just remember i just saved your ass from execution, went against my ‘king’ and am risking my skin for you and those you may call allies.”[/color] As he spoke, Max walked around the man in circles, keeping his eye contact on him at all times. [color=aba400]”What’s more you’ve already seen a taste of what I can do, and it would be easier than blinking to capture you again. So please help me understand what the hell is going on.”[/color]