"Hey Sorcerer, you'll never get what I had to fight today." Randy said excitedly.

"I have no idea, what?"

"Mr. Driscoll! I accidentally brought him back to life with art of heal and-" Randy started.

"You-what!? He would've destroyed the world!" The Sorcerer scolded him.

"Y-yeah, but I stopped him." Randy said.

"You need to be careful with art of heal you fool!"

"I-I...well I.." Randy was absolutely terrified. The Sorcerer's voice was harsh and he was worried he'd harm him. "I-I s-stoped him."

The Sorcerer studied him for a moment: He was shaking slightly and his eyes were wide in fear. He also seemed to be leaning over slightly.

The Sorcerer sighed. "Ninja...listen..it's just that he was hard to stop. You have no idea how hard it was for me and Viceroy to stop him the first time!"

"Wait, you and Viceroy stopped him?" Randy asked, curiously.

"Yes..well, Viceroy's the one who got him, he just brought him here for me to kill." The Sorcerer explained.

"You're the one who killed him?" Randy asked. "Wait, you said Viceroy helped you, what about McFist?"

"This was a few years before he started working for McFist." The Sorcerer explained. "We had originally made the alliance to catch The Ninja together. When he started working for McFist he told me it would be a good choice to have him join the alliance."

"So uh...I'm just wondering, what did McFist think of The Ninja before the alliance?"

"He didn't care much for you actually." The Sorcerer said. "Whoever The Ninja of 1985 was left some tension."

"O-oh..." Randy said. "Thanks for telling me."

"I apologize for yelling at you." The Sorcerer said.

"It's fine. Sorry I was a shoob and brought him back to life." Randy said.

"Well I guess we're mutal now."

"The Nomicon once told me Forgiveness is the glue that prevents mistakes from breaking through and I get it now. If we didn't forgive each other we wouldn't be friends anymore."

The Sorcerer's eyes widened. "Friends?"

Randy paused. He'd told The Sorcerer they were friends. Was this a mistake? Should he admit he didn't mean to say it? He thought for a moment more.

"Yeah..Friends..." He stuck out his hand.

The Sorcerer was a bit reluctant, but he gently gripped Randy's hand and shook his hand. "Friends."

…...

Randy's stomach churned as he walked home. The Nomicon had never flashed so brightly before. It was still in his pants but he could still see the glow clearly.

It was official...

The Nomicon was gonna kill him..