See? What did I tell you?

Chapter 11: Wizeman's Ultimate Decision

Wizeman was waiting for Reala to return. "He never took this long." he muttered.

A few seconds later, the timer started ringing. "FREE AT LAST!" cheered Jackle as he instantly popped out of his dunce hats. "YAHOO!"

"Keep quiet!" Wizeman commanded. "I hear something..." There was a faint yell, then it grew louder.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled Reala as he crashed into the room.

"Ah! Reala! You've been defeated." Wizeman gasped. "Well, I shouldn't be surprised. NiGHTS has somehow beaten you before all these times."

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Jackle cackled at Reala's misery.

"You could at least show some sympathy!" Reala growled.

"Yeah, Wizeman!" Jackle stated to Wizeman. "Show some sympathy!"

Reala narrowed his eyes. "I was talking to you."

"I can be sympathetic!" Jackle claimed.

"If we removed the 'sym', then it would be true." Reala slyly pointed out.

"Silence!" Wizeman shouted. "The more we waste time, the closer NiGHTS is at finding out where our hideout is!"

"But you've seen what she did to me!" Reala spoke up, pointing to his bruises.

Wizeman informed, "Don't worry, I've got a new plan. Huddle!" He, Reala, and Jackle huddled, then Wizeman began telling them his idea.

Jackle was listening intently. "Yeah...Hey, wait--...oh...What?! No way are you--...huh...hmm...Now what were you saying?"

Wizeman grumbled, "Just do as I say. Now come on!"

Jackle groaned as he followed Wizeman and Reala. "Looks like it'll have to wait..." Jackle sighed to himself.

What is Wizeman's new plan? And what did Jackle mean by his last line? Those questions will be answered. Yes, I realize that this chapter is very short. Maybe I'm losing my touch...