Magic Fight

With the lantern giving off light to the yellowish pages of the book, Casper continued reading even though it was nearing the crack of dawn.

While most of the people had quite messed up sleeping rhythms, Casper often went multiple days without sleeping at all.

Even when he was sleeping, he would only sleep for a few hours, and that was enough for him to function normally.

Casper lived in a small hut with a slanted roof and a fireplace that crackled softly.

It was a very humble abode, and it was tucked away in a safe corner of the town, right behind some of the taller buildings in the town square.

It was a hard place to find unless someone deliberately tried to find him.

Knock, knock.

In that moment, someone double-knocked on the door.

Casper was about to change pages, but as he heard the knocking, he froze for a moment and turned to the door with a suspicious look.