"Best of luck," Carrion murmured to all in the party. Though he loathed to do so, he walked over next to Una by the tree so that they could semi-coordinate their powers.
If the Prince were the sort to enjoy his insanity and the mania of others, he would have been able to enjoy the company of one such as Una. However, this was not to be, and only for work against Asgardians would he ever consider working with the banshee ally. At least she had Medusa's friendship.
He began to cast a spell soon after Medusa's declaration by moving his hands and chanting in the ancient language of his homeworld. It was a spell for illusions and for causing terror, a spell he would release as soon as Lina arrived.
Medusa was the ultimate conductor of this symphony, but Carrion liked to be prepared.
[ooc: Hope this is okay. Just a short thing to show that Carrion is doing something. xD]