Ian was highly efficient. As long as it was something Vishanti wanted done, he would always spare no effort to accomplish it.
"Sorcerer Supreme, I am ready. Please follow me. However, everyone else must remain here and cannot approach the seal."
He had indeed gone back to his bedroom to change clothes, swapping his original suit for a set of robes. Yet the style of those robes was rather ridiculous, with the same wide lapels. Compared to what mages were supposed to wear, they looked more like S.I.L.K. pajamas.
But he did not seem to notice that at all. Instead, he wore a solemn expression, because this matter truly had to be handled with caution.
An Asgardian deity, a half-blood Kree, and a Mad Titan serial killer.
How could these people be allowed near the seal?! Fundamentally speaking, it had been wrong for Deathstroke to bring them here in the first place. Not only had he exposed the location of the seal, he had also placed Earth in danger.
But Deathstroke was the Sorcerer Supreme, after all. What he was carrying out should also have been Vishanti's will, right?
Then it was fine. Still, those three suspicious individuals could not be allowed anywhere near the Secret Vault, much less permitted to watch the process of unsealing it and learn the necessary incantations.
"Relax, Ian. I did not come here to use those three items. I only need to borrow Cinnibus's self-portrait. I will not even go with you to the seal. Just bring me the painting, help activate it, and then you are done."
Su Ming patted the Great Mage on the shoulder, though his attention was fixed on the man's head. His porcupine-like hairstyle really did resemble a sea urchin.
Thinking of sea urchins inevitably made him think of