Steve stand as paralyzed as a memories lungs at him at full force, as he started to remember the day that he and Frizz had talked about:

He and Frizz were currently sitting in a tavern of some sort, enjoying a drink. The tavern was full of people, as the evening rush started to enter. People were laughing, music could be heard, and some gentlemen were playing a game of dice.

It was nearly impossible to move around in the tavern, as all the tables were taken. Luckily, Steve ands Frizz were sitting at a table for two persons only. And, it was located in one of the corners. So Steve and Frizz didn't mind that much, all they wanted was to celebrate.

"Frizz, now we are officially done with our studies!"

"I can't believe we would ever get Alexander's blessing!"

They were currently celebrating the completion of their magic studies. For about six months ago, they had both been standing before the planet's greatest wizard, Alexander Jurenzi, who, after a little discussion, became their mentor.

Now, after six months of tests, duels and curses, they had finally received Alexander's blessing. Which meant that he now considered them as wizards.

Steve and Frizz had immediately started running down to the local city, which lied a few hundred meter from Alexander's residence. Once there, they had went inside the tavern, and ordered two ales.

Now, they had been sitting here for about an hour, just talking about everyday life and what to do next. Frizz wanted to continue his studies, and Steve wanted, as always, to return home.

"Okey, maybe we should call it a day, Frizz? I can see the sunset through the window."

Automatically, Frizz looked out the same window.

"Yeah, you're right. Let's get out of here. I have something to say to you, also."

Steve looked at Frizz with a surprised look on his face.

"Oh? What is it, then?"

Frizz nodded at the door.

"I'll tell you when we get out. It's kind of…sensitive."

Now, Steve was getting even more surprised. What was it that he wanted to tell him alone? They went over to the bar, and paid their drinks with 4 silver coins and 2 copper coins each, before they went outside.

At the moment they came out, Frizz started to walk out to the middle of the street, where he looked to every direction.

Confused, Steve approached him.

"Uhh..Frizz? What are you doing?"

Frizz turned to Steve.

"Just making sure the coast is clear."

Steve checked the street. It, and the surroundings, appeared to be empty.

"Why?"

"Because what I'm about to tell, is sort of…sensitive…"

Now, Steve was getting worried. What was it that he wanted to tell, that was apparently so sensitive, so he has to check if an entire street is empty of people?

Frizz cleared his throat, and said:

"Do you remember me telling you that I wanted to continue my magic studies?"

"Well, yes. You told me inside the tavern."

"I've come up with a decision."

"Then how come he's so careful telling me it?" Steve thought.

Frizz looked a little uneasy. He seemed to have a hard time telling Steve.

"I, uh…."

He shook his head.

"I am going to continue studying the arts of black magic!"

Shocked, Steve accidentally drops his staff down on the ground. It makes a little bounce, before rolling away down the street, until it came to a stop, about 3 meters away from Steve.