“I’m being followed,” chimed the wizard as you walked. “Act natural, monsieur…and follow my lead.”

The two of you had been walking down a quiet alley way for a while now. He seemed to disregard your unease, his signature smile plastered on his face like a superficial painting.

Suddenly, like ink spilling from the walls, black shadows began to manifest, following you and Rook. Without missing a beat, he chuckles. “Oh, my! Looks like you’re involved. My apologies.”