Dark clouds hovered above the city, when Mark Esten woke up in his cabin, sitting on his chair. As soon as his eyes opened, his right hand plunged for his pistol – the weapon that many called as destroyer of life, but the true servant of the country knew it also served another purpose – the protection of life. He felt a wave of satisfaction in his mind upon gripping his revolver, the only thing he could trust upon in the times of great peril.
There was a knock on the door, three times – the sign of a problem.
“Come in,” said Mark, straightening his back and putting his hand over the desk. He picked up a file report and flipped through the pages, just to pretend he was actually reading.
A girl with a blue jacket and a cap came in the room, and stood right in front of Mark. Her blonde hairs were tied perfectly in a bun, and her dark eyes with arched eyebrows stared directly at him.
“Sir,” she saluted, “As you must already know, two days ago, three prisoners ran from the Kaliss Jail Complex to the city. Our reports said that they were charged for the illegal use of Magic – they used few of the illegal spell on their own body, something only scientists and researchers are allowed to do.”
“I know that already, Lieutenant. I was reading the same reports you’re talking about. Yesterday we knocked two of them down. It wasn’t much hard.” said Mark, with a simple look of relief, as if everything was under control.
“Yes, Sir. I remember the powers that those two possessed, the only girl from the group had used the Estadius spell on herself. And the other prisoner had used the Caesus spell. But I am afraid that the only prisoner that we hadn’t caught till now poses a much greater threat, since the spell his body is possessed with is Caranius spell. He might be lurking around the city with a face of a child, or maybe with the body of an old lady.”
“Or maybe, he might be standing right in front of me, with the face of my Lieutenant.” said Mark with a smile.
“You doubt if it’s really me, officer?” she said with an impressed look, “If I weren’t your lieutenant, then I wouldn’t be knowing this – Mark Estern was eating Ice Cream with me yesterday night, and there he dropped his cone and cried for an hour, thinking about how bad his luck was.”
Mark stood up madly in shock with a finger pressed on his lips, “SPEAK LOW, someone might overhear us!”
“Good always shine, but Evil still crawls,
In an Illusion, all is true and all is false.”
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