[b][I]Mikhail Chekhov[/i][/b]

Mikhail's first reaction at learning the (presumed) identity of his tormentor was to begin another angry rant, even as his eyes betrayed the shock and fear that would normally come with such a revelation. 

[b]"Excuse me, [i]I'm[/i] the Witch?!"[/b] Mikhail said to 'Ashcroft' (the quotation marks were if this was another impostor after all - No possibility can be set aside right now), [b]"You're the one using some hocus-pocus bullshit to transport people to your own Medieval Torture Dungeon! And those pentagrams, no real pious man would bear them beside a crucifix!"[/b]

Then the full implications of 'Ashcroft's' words hit him. [b]"Wait a second... You're referring to my efforts to reproduce that poison, aren't you? How did you find out about that, you prick?! And how did you know about Hak - Hatto-san and find out enough to use him to lure me?!"[/b]

Roused to new fury, Mikhail would shout, [b]"You've been stalking Hatto-san and who knows how many students as well! And knowing how much of an uptight goose you are, I know you'd want to hurt him!"[/b] He grasped the bars of his dungeon cell tighter. [b]"Well let me make this clear, you fucking loser hypocrite - I am not going to be intimidated by you and your damn empty threats! I will escape this place and expose the truth about you before you even..."[/b] He trailed off as more implications of more words hit him, [b]"You genuinely do want to hurt and kill Hatto-san! And me! You fucking bastard son of a bitch, you're not going to take me down so easily!"[/b]

He drew back a few steps, observing 'Ashcroft's' spear and the hand that held it in the torchlight, before gazing around at his minions. [b]"I am Mikhail Chekhov, son of Vasily Chekhov! It'll take more than weird spears and torture implements to kill me!"[/b] Granted, that wasn't true at the very least, but he had to bluster. [b]"So give it your best shot - Unless of course, there was a reason your minions didn't tear me apart right away, or stick me into those torture machines?"[/b]

A sudden realization of more plausibilities, [b]"You're turning me into bait of some sort, right? Or are assembling a 'collection' of students you don't like so you can torture and kill them all at once! Well it won't work, your plans won't work!"[/b]