Magus stood upon a cliff, concealing much of himself in his cloak and observing the current goings-on. That perpetual scowl of his, though visible only as a furrowed brow, indicated little interest. He was perfectly still, save for his cloak flowing in the breeze.

"That fool... I haven't time for sparring." As usual, the former fiend-lord was concerned with his own pursuits, rather than those of his... 'comrades'. That said... a part of him was indeed curious.

Crono... As hotblooded, and foolish, as always.

His true goal has always been the same. Enemy or ally, he has never strayed once from it.

He has good hearing.

Don't worry. Magus doesn't much care what Crono thinks of him.

Not necessarily. He just doesn't particularly care what other people think of him.

// Should probably note that this Magus isn't 'bad', per se. I just happen to keep him less than friendly, simply because I don't think he'd have warmed up to the rest of the group entirely. He would simply have a begrudging respect for them.

"...Is that meant to offend me?"

His reaction was... a deadpan expression. Big shocker. "If you wish to provoke me, raising your weapon would be a better start." "Though, I dare say I haven't the time to humor you."