[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=aba400]Maxamillian Gray[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1120141739236282439/Copy_of_Copy_of_Dark_Blue_and_Gold_Aesthetic_Tarot_Desktop_Wallpaper_.png[/img][hr][b][color=6644ff]Location:[/color][/b] Limbo
[b][color=aba400]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
[b][color=aba400]Spells:[/color][/b] Crimson Bands of Cyttorak, Flames of Faltine, Tnus itcaf assim, Basic Spellcraft 
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Max struggled against the toxins that were quickly seeping their way into his body. His blurred vision turned to look at his would-be companions as neither seemed as affected than him. A part him him wondered if this poison or magic or whatever it was considered, reacted quicker to magical blood? After all he hadn't seen Carolina perform any magic neither here nor in the realm of Wanda. And while Klara did possess the ability to perform magic back in Wanda's world, he assumed her Asgardian nature was more equipped to combat this threat. He had to try again. He was Strange's student, and although he wasn't his only successor, he was one of them. He went to cast the spell again, to summon the Winds and clear away this enchantment. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he'd felt the problem.

In his drowsiness he'd seemed to have developed a form of cottonmouth. His tongue dry  and swollen as if he'd swallowed  mouthfuls of cotton balls just moments ago. His rush to break free of this spell, this effect, was increased as he saw the string of bones hurdle towards them and form into the Green Eyed One right before his sleepy eyes. He'd learned little to nothing about the creature that stood before him, but he did know one thing. Only a fool would make a deal with a devil. But as she spoke of Tea and Respite, the offer began to seem more and more tempting. His parched tongue begging for a swig of refreshment.