The Liberators

"Cleansing this town of evil" The captive replied boldly. Justin was astonished, not by the man's words, but by his courage. Were they not aware of the killings and kidnappings? Though it had reduced, nighttime in Hayside was no time to go goofing around with friends. If they'd been sighted by a guild member, then they'd all be dead by now.

Justin ignored the bound up man and bent low to pick up the spell book which lay open on the floor, and had been bathed in dirt from the shoes of the escapees. "It's a dud" Simon quickly confirmed immediately Justin's hands came in contact with the piece of paper.

"And how would you know?" Justin asked.

"Don't you know a thing? It doesn't have any energy behind it. Spell books possess tremendous amount of power, well depending on what they can do. Even someone like should be able to tell apart a real and a fake " Simon concluded his teaching.