"I'm a Witch," Claudius smiled at Flint. "Demon specialist. If you need any help conjuring, summoning, need a potion, just give me a holler." He flipped his hand over, seeming to produce a business card in his hand out of thin air, smoke lifting from the card as he handed it to Flint. "Keep it on the down low the teach doesn't like to hear about it. Catcha later," He grinned, making his fingers look like guns and pretended to fire off a farewell. He nodded to Alex. "Same goes to you man."
Finally, he turned to Lucatiel, folding his arms in a mock regal manner. "Tell the ever wish-granting Claudius whatcha need hun."
Finally, he turned to Lucatiel, folding his arms in a mock regal manner. "Tell the ever wish-granting Claudius whatcha need hun."