Disappointment

SOMEWHERE ELSE,

In a hidden village, an almighty and strong wizard in his nineties was running his fingers through his beard while reading a book.

In a black robe with a ripped cape and hat, he looked suspicious and was deeply admired by everyone.

"Oh dear, oh dear, it happened earlier than I anticipated," He hummed, almost pleased with the sight before him.

Before him a bluish-green gem was present, broken, and the remaining liquid inside was splattered all over the wooden floor.

"You did it, Genevieve,"

He was touching the liquid with the other hand to study further about the whereabouts of the precious one in it.

"My, my, so the time has come? A Sheria with the purest blood, hmm?" 

A mischievous smirk spread across his lips, holding his chin before wiping off the liquid with a cloth and taking a seat to place his attention back to his book.