[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/5a6ceed5-6797-42a7-b036-32ae2a75bb83.png
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The Phoenix was weak to magic? Damn how could he have forgotten that. With all his knowledge of the mythical creature (was a creature still a myth if it was real?) he'd forgotten that one basic principle of it. He didn't think this varied from host to host either, but then could it even take a magical host like Strange or himself? Max mused to himself as the conversation continued past that, talking about transporting and how best to fire it or something, until Carolina suggested that Max simply just…failed. Sure his magic was finicky at times, especially in high stress environments when he attempts to push himself past limits he's usually done, but opening up two portals at once in the calm of a lab was as easy as a snap. It was down right offensive to him that she'd not only suggest that, but offer a secondary version of teleportation involving our Asgardian friends. Luckily he had a distraction for now, focusing his attention on Ben as he placed a hand onto his shoulder.

[Color=aba400]”Don't worry, they're safe and sound far away from New Orleans remember? I left a portal open for them back home to leave through. It was enchanted to close the second they left so that no one could follow behind and bring them any trouble. And that was [i]before[/i] we even left New Orleans for the Bifrost.”[/color] Max reassured Ben. He'd show him visuals if need be, but for now they had to focus on the matter at hand. A third party member was blocking them from entering his home, and that frightened him. Who not only knew about them being out and was strong enough to keep them all out? It seemed Avery had figured it out as well. Someone else was pulling all these strings, but who? Before Max could ask Runa if she was ready for Stranges, she reached out and used the power of the Bifrost to move them all outside of the city's limits. [Color=aba400]”Well unless Heimdall is having an off day [i]Carolina[/i], then I'd say someone is working overtime to keep us outside of this city. At the very least keeping us from teleporting on. But who?.”[/color] 

Max queried out loud as he placed a finger onto his bottom lip. He hadn't had a chance to use his artifact since that night with Avery, but… Max tugged on the leather strap underneath his shirt collar and pulled it out from under his shirt. A small, heavy metallic eye now sat on his chest. It appeared to resemble Strange's Eye of Agamotto, but the centerpiece was different once he opened it. Max mimicked the same motions he'd seen Strange use before, activating the amulet in an attempts to peer further beyond. To peer the truth. At first it didn't want to open, fighting back as it budged slightly and then closed. He tried again, and as it opened it instantly shut once more. It concerned Max, beginning to feel as if maybe he wasn't meant to know this information. Like the Eye was shielding from the truth. A last attempt finally saw the Eye partially open, enough for the Eye of Agamodin to reveal to him only that magic was incredibly stronger than he is. 

Max stared at the magic before him, watching it's workings from outside before it vanished back as the Eye closed once more. [Color=aba400]”I know not who cast this veil on my city. But I can ascertain this much. They are a Sorcerer or Sorceress of immense power, beyond my own it seems. And enough to keep the Eye of Agamodin from wanting to reveal it's truth. I have a theory of who this individual may be, but no true basis for it…”[/color] Strong enough to hide from the Eye, pulling strings of chaos and descent, and they just so happened to have two Asgardians with them this day? It wreaked of Loki, the tricks the chaos, the ability to hide away from Odin's sight. A Sorcerer of his own right. But Max had no true clue if he was right, but who else to hide themselves so well than a God of Mischief and magic.