Kaecilius, the Modern Sorcerer

"Kaecilius..." Ancient One looked expressionlessly at Kaecilius, who stood in the middle of the stairs with his arms spread wide. Doubt rose in her mind as she walked toward Mordo, casually asking as she went: "Him? Who is he?" Ancient One reached Mordo's side, crouched down, and pressed her fingers against the carotid artery in his neck. Feeling that he still had a pulse and was not dead, she let out a slight breath of relief. A strange smile curled across Kaecilius's lips.