Medusa's serpant like gaze glanced at Walter, a light smirk playing on her features as she cast her eyes at each of the group in turn. It seemed that last statement spoke for everyone, it was time to act.
"Well then, no sense in stalling any longer, let us head to our positions, and let the fun begin." she smiled wickedly, nodding in a formal manner to all her comrades in turn, before retreating into the cover of the trees.
She'd kept the broom planted out of view of the meeting place, planning to take the the skies for an aerial view of the fun. And this would be fun, most definitely.
Lina Inverse...pity. the witch mused as as the broomstick began it's ascent, with the lean woman perched on top of it. Such potential wasted on a worthless child.