disappearance

The candle lights the workstation as the old wizard scribbles on his notes. A light knock on his door.
"Come in."
" So, is my old friend ready?"
"Yeah. Whatever"
"Typical"
His friend took a chalk and drew on the ground. The wizard finishes his final sentence and looks around again.
The time has come and the old wizard stands in the drawn circle. He has a final smirk in his smile.
"I'll see you again."
The friend spoke in an unknown language and a blinding light engulfed the wizard. The wizard was now gone.