142 Nox's Curse

  "What's that?" the voice slow – Dead eyes stared through the window. "You wanted Staxius Haggard, well better get prepared, our leader is here," Avon replied and headed into the back room.

  "We're back," the door to the car opened. First, a portal was taken back to Dorchester's noble district. From there on, teleportation was used to return – mana capacity was about a third gone. "I should not try that again," the first step taken, Staxius stumbled. "Watch it," out of character, the girl grabbed his hand. "Thanks for the help," he smiled and headed inside; the posture regained its usual firmness.

  "Avon," he called out, an unfamiliar face stood inside. "How rude, I apologize for shouting in thy ears," the tone now polite – he nonchalantly walked back behind the counter and waited. "Welcome back, master," Avon returned. "Thanks, have you asked what this gentleman here wants?" the leader inquired to Dead eyes' presence.