Chapter 3: Like A Phantom

A week later roughly, DarkMagician was up at the top of Mt Blue, practicing his spells, when a strange figure appeared silently behind him. "Who are you and what do you want?" DarkMagician said out loud. "Well....that's not too bad a trick DarkMagician..." DarkMagician stayed quiet. "Yes...I need someone of your abilities DarkMagician...You must stop a RAmar, his name is...MiniBert. You will be well paid of course..."

He showed DarkMagician a photograph. "WH-WHAT!? HIM!?! I accept!" The figure smirked. "Good. I see you made the right choice. Just wait here. He will arrive soon enough. Farewell!" The figure vanished, leaving 7500 meseta and a Sorceror's cane. "Hmph! Easy money." DarkMagician said to himself... "Now I can finally rid myself of those memories..." And with that, he casted Gibarta on the floor, dived in, and lay in wait for his quarry...