True Identity

The bronze statue slowly turned its head north, its crimson eyes gazing at the lone corpse of an old man near the town gates.

It was none other than Mayor Wyndham Hobbs!

What a waste, the crimson-eyed entity thought.

The vessel is now dead and useless. This cannot be a coincidence. I sensed the machinations of fate, after all…

But the caster doesn't seem to be all that powerful. Mana Liquefaction Magus at best. That's nothing to be worried about.

However, I must be cautious of him. For him to thwart my plans, he is no ordinary Magus!

The following moment, the statue lifted its copper hands and started to weave hand gestures in a slow and mechanical manner.

Since this was not his real body, but only a puppet, the red-eyed entity took longer than usual to complete the spell.