Chapter 3
Jace mourned his colleague quietly and quickly, then stood up and sensed around, for even though Mirko Vosk had been and gone, there was still the assumption of the Rakdos ragemutts. He felt the presence of devils near the lower level as well as the ravenous feelings of hunger from the ragemutts. At the base of the stairs, the Rakdos cacklers were just about to let the ragemutts run amok inside the tower.
"Heeheeheehee! I can't wait! This is going to be so fun to watch! Heeheehee!" said one cackler to the other
"Heeheeehee! Yes, open the cages and let out our pets!" said the other.
Just as they were about to open the cages, an angry voice came booming from behind them.
"How about you don't do anything. Ever. Again." said Jace menacingly
The cacklers turned around to see the tall and imposing Planeswalker standing behind them. He looked quite fearsome from below; his glowing eyes beneath his creased brow, his arms crossed with light shining from his hands and the scariest part was; he was smiling.
"Hee, hee, hee?" started one of the cacklers
Jace waved his hand over one of them and a dull look came over it. It blinked and looked around itself, as if it was not sure what is was, let alone where it was.
I really shouldn't be doing this, I should be controlling my anger. These two are innocent, well; they would have been at this point. But still, all that work, gone, all for nothing!
At this point, the other cackler had run off down the hallway screaming at the top of its lungs.
Let it run thought Jace it will soon be the cause of its own demise. Not at all my fault.
Sure enough, the little devil had run into a magewright's assistant, who was carrying a huge pile of bits and pieces. The impact caused the pile to tip out of the assistant's arms and fall on the cackler. With a resounding crash, the screaming was silenced. Ral Zarek had just appeared in the guildgate, his clothing slightly singed.
"What was that? Did someone run in the hall again?" said Ral. He looked at the pile the assistant was cleaning up and saw arms and legs underneath
"Who's that?" he asked no-one in particular
"That was a Rakdos Cackler, come to destroy my research on the Maze." said Jace walking down the spiral staircase, dragging the two ragemutts in cages.
"Beleren, I told you when you came in here, if you want to work in Nivix, you're going to have to put up with all kinds of competition, and occasionally sabotage. As I have said countless times, we're not exactly the most popular guild around ever since we started poking around the Undercity . We're like rain: annoying but necessary." said Ral to Jace
"I don't need another one of your strange allusions Zarek. Mirko Vosk has been here, he drained my Vedalken assistant of everything. I have lost most of the information I gathered about the Maze now." said Jace with scorn
"Vosk? In Nivix? Why didn't he show up on the foreign mana detection grid?" said Ral, incredulously
"He's the Dimir champion Zarek, a master of stealth, even to your gadgets. I would have expected you to know even that. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and contract a vampire hunter." Replied Jace, as he was swallowed by a swirling blue light.