THAT ILLUSION || ONC 2021

~•{Chapter #02}•~

"You forgot to include something, Mordana. It's Sir Azarious. What is his only demand?" Serephina riddled squeezing her shoulders.

"What!" Mordana needed more clues.

"Our A-y-e A-y-e estimable captain! Now you remember?" Eir sang the phrases to make her realize it. Mordana smirked briefly and re-chanted it with her skilled swish and pat.

'Haerus! Concedikt tryft Ingresse'
(Kingly heir of magic! Concede through the Ingress)

The box disappeared in thin air and a single block stage uplifted from the versailles granite floor. She tapped her foot thrice and two more stones popped up. The three stood on each and together enchanted,

'Glidzo Vaio Gatem'
(Glide via the gate)

The stones moved to their left and started gliding down in a coney-pace. Within three candle flicks, they reached the entry point.

Mordana walked forward to open the wooden door. It had two waggling fierce dragons with their pointed tapering talons facing each other in a flaming-cyclonic arena. Taking a cursory glance she pulled the brass cyan ringed knob outwards.

'BOOM ERK! BLUHT ERK...'

A sudden explosive sound greeted them warm while smearing their breath. The crumbs of dust and mist did make them wheeze reflexively. Once the clear air cornered the irks, they faced the calmly alarming, silver-eyed, tall dusky man, living in his mid-century. Those dire eyes and cocked eyebrows did demand something.

"Apologies Professor, we came in an awry moment," Mordana did something she would usually avert.

"That's quite respectful. Come in we have to sort something out." He gestured them to enter in while covering his working paraphernalia. It was his routine and now he must call it for a halt.

"On your command professor. Hope everything is fine," Serephina expressed her concern.

"Yes, Narngon is always the best and busy under my lead. So here we are with a new assignment to go," he spoke officiously. It made them flash a courteous smirk.

"So, how is Narngon from your sight?" His question did jerk them as a gust would to a dizzy fly. They faced each other and let their mind continued a perfect vague tune.

'Are we surely needed here?' Mordana claimed through their teleport.

'Just stare and keep yourself controlled. He is surely preparing us for something.' With that Eir sealed her clairvoyance.

'Sassy!' Mordana's comment made Serephina giggle a little. She needed some diversion to control her and his hard pitched voice helped her.

"It's been boring in the Narngon, right? How about going out for an assignment? You guys are lucky to go to Earth before vacation from this alternate verse." His talks did trigger their joy but the term assignment fidgeted them.

Azarious was well known for his scrutinizing skill. He would never assign an effortless task for his pupil and would never shirk to appreciate them for their reputable endeavours. Gaining his support was never an easy task and it's equally difficult to decline his offer.