Edward thought for a moment, "You know, it would be something to know what sort of magic we're working against. Whatever it was used Adrian as a pawn, so it's something much stronger than any of us...but all of us together...we might just stand a chance!"
Hex purred lovingly at this idea and her eyes changed color from green to red. The hunt was on.
"If I may be so bold as to interject... I may have come across something that may be of some interest to you all. It took me a while to find you but... I did, eventually." The voice was a bit high pitched, but faintly resemblance of the young man from earlier. It came from a butterfly, maroon in color and it perched upon Donald's shoulder. "Come back to the courtyard and wait by the rose vines, I'll let you in once you four are there." The wings waved up and down a few more times before it left its perch and then headed back into the air. "Please hurry... there's much more here than I can really handle myself." He sounded more annoyed as some fumbling of some objects was heard as the butterfly flew off.
When they all arrived before the rose vines they fidgeted and then opened like a curtain, inviting them in. Once inside they would see a large pile of books in the far southwestern corner with, what was supposed to be, a desk. Some of the books were common lit., others were more of the 'exotic' kind. A hand stuck forth from the pile of books, it twitched a few times as Algus lay there under all of his tomes. His voice was muffled by the leather bound catastrophe. "Could you all please dig me out... this is rather uncomfortable..." He sounded a bit pained.