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TROUBLE AT THE SANCTUARY
Thurid Guild was a man of no nonsense and was very stubborn when it came to listening to someone other than himself or people in power, like himself. But on this particular day; someone got his attention in the most unusual and unreal way.
It was like any other day at the Sanctuary. Cleavers stood guard where needed, people hurried along here and there, the Administrator did his job quietly. He was a very quiet, timid man who would be given orders and without question or remark, did it. The Guild trusted him, but still kept an eye on everyone after the countless betrayals that had happened at the Sanctuary.
Thurid Guild walked through the passageway with Rumus Crux following him and listening thoroughly to what Guild was saying. He was like his little lap dog. Highly doubt Crux realized this, though.
A person in black who seemed to have a shadow over them walked passed the Administrator in a grim manner. Something was not right about it. The Administrator looked up and spoke in a very careful and precautious tone. "Excuse me, miss; but if you wish to see The Grand Elder, you need an appointment."
The woman stopped, her cape brushing the back of her legs. She turned around and looked at the Administrator furiously. He looked into her cold white eyes. The Administrator jumped and hid under his table, terrified. The woman continued walking forward.
She stopped when Guild and Crux saw her, her cape swerving and flowing. Guild looked at her and she looked at him, her red smile turning into one of scorn. He scowled. Crux stood beside him, utterly confused. The woman tilted her head. "Hello Guild. Long time no see."
"Tunica Spellcaster. What the hell are you doing here?" Guild said in an unsavoury tone.
Her eyes squinted, making her look even madder. "One of your bloody prisoners escaped last night. He now has one of the most powerful weapons that has the ability to kill me and my brothers, you self-centred twat!"
Crux glared at her. "You cannot talk to Guild that…"
She looked at him. He stopped. "So, you're the new detective around here? The one who replaced Skulduggery, correct?"
"Yes," he said, still glaring at her.
She looked at Guild. "This is the man you hired to replace him? Cute. You found the only man on this planet that actually thinks you're a genius."
"I should arrest you," said Guild, his patients running thin.
Tunica merely smiled. "Go ahead. See if any of your Cleavers can come near me!"
"Cleavers …" he started when Tunica warned him "I would re-consider if I were you."
"Attack!"
Five Cleavers walked up to her. She sighed. "Guess we're going to have to do this the hard way."
She whispered a few words again under her breath and then raised her hands in a waving fashion. The Cleavers flew and hit the walls. Crux and Guild looked at her in amazement. She began to walk up it them.
Crux walked up to her. She tilted her head, raising an eyebrow. "What are you going to do to me? Tell me I'm under arrest?"
"You're under arrest!" he shouted at her. She picked him up by the collar. He looked at her, fear beginning to show. "I hate weak men like you Crux and one more thing…" She threw him in to the air and kicked him the stomach when he reached the ground. "You'll never replace a detective like Skulduggery Pleasant."
Guild looked at her as she walked up to him "So that's why you're here? Because of him?"
She stopped, clenching her fists. "Are you deaf?! A prisoner from one of your cells that we sent to you has escaped! He has now probably given the Witch the power to destroy the last three Mystics on this planet! You should by now realize that legends are real and you should also know what will happen. And it's your fault, you…"
"We can't control it when and if one of our criminals happen to escape…"
Tunica's eyes were blazing. "You're an idiot!"
"And you're a fool!" he said.
Tunica raised her hand and Guild fell to his knees, crying out in pain. "I'm a powerful fool, then! A very dangerous combination."
