Meanwhile, Katie and Chase were running down the sewers, Katie reading the book.
"So, why the interest of all the sudden?" Chase asked.
"I figured our client was hiding something. Something he didn't want us to know, and judging by how Everlue was reacting, I highly doubt this was suppose to be easy quest. The book's hiding a secret, and the only way to know what it is, is to crack the code," Katie said, stopping shortly. Chase paused too, trying to catch his breath. "That's why I need more time. I'm trying to figure it out now."
"So...?" Chase cocked his head, realizing now she was wearing a pair of glasses. "Wind-reader?"
"Yep." Katie nodded, not breaking her focus. Chase just stared at her, waiting patiently for her to reveal something, when suddenly, the ground between the two broke, and out came the very person who owned the book.
"E-Everlue!" Katie said. Everlue leered at her.
"Thought you can hide from me, did you? I know every little part of this mansion, including the underground, so no matter where you go, I'll still be able to track you down." He said, before turning to Chase. "Now that I had found you, I'll be taking your little friend and the book back, now."
"You'll have to fight me first!" Chase said, summoning his magic. "Dark Magic: Crystal Sphere!" He shouted, ice forming around the small man. Before it could finish, however, Everlue had dug a hole, rendering the spell useless. "What?"
"Chase, behind you!" Katie shouted, and Chase turned around just in time to see Everlue jump out from the ground. The dark wizard barely had time to move before Everlue attacked him, and he grunted.
"Focus on the book, I got this!" He said. Katie nodded and continue to read once more. Her eyes went wide. So, this is what Kaby was hiding! Or rather, Kemu. She thought, now knowing what the story lied within. Meanwhile, Chase glared at Everlue.
"I'm afraid to ask, but what is that you want from me? I have nothing of use to you." He said. Everlue grinned, though, looking more of a leer than anything.
"That's where you're wrong, my fellow dark mage. You see, I know who you worked for, or at least, use to," He said, and Chase froze. "I know he taught you many things about dark magic. Things that are forbidden and outlawed. Things that suppose to twist the rule of nature itself."
"What are you getting at?!" Chase shouted, not liking where this is going.
"I'm talking about immortality, my dear sweet Chase," Everlue said, and both Chase and Katie shivered, for reasons entirely different. He seriously did not just say that! Coming from him, EWWW! Katie thought. Ignorant of this, Everlue continued to talk. "I know your guild master has taught you spells of gaining it. After all, you've been his student for nearly all your life, haven't you? He's shown you some things, told you spells that no longer exist," Everlue grinned. "So you MUST know about how to become immortal, don't you?"
"Even if I did, there's no way in hell I'd use it on someone like you! Hell, I wouldn't use it at all!" Chase shouted. "And why would you want to be immortal anyway? Can't be fun if you outlive everyone else."
"But oh, all the possibilities I can have! All the dreams I can achieve! A world where I, Everlue, would always be front and center!" Everlue said, the smile on his face becoming more and more sinner. "But, I wouldn't be able to have it if it weren't for you. Gain me immortality, and I shall grant your deepest desires. All you have to do is come with me."
"Thanks, but I rather pass. There's a reason I'm not a dark guild wizard anymore."
"Ah, but you still use dark magic!" Everlue pointed out, and Chase gritted his teeth. "No matter how far you run, Chase, dark magic is and always will be a part of you. You may be part of a light guild, but you'll still be an outsider among the herd."
"You're wrong! Chase is our friend, and we'll never make him feel like that!" Katie shouted, glaring at him. The two wizards paused and looked over at her, one in surprise and the other in anger. "We don't care about your past, Chase. When you joined the PAW Patrol, your past was already erased. Because despite being able to use dark magic, despite coming from a dark guild, despite all that, you wanted to change. You MADE a change. And that's what us PAW Patrol wizards are all about - live and let die! If it isn't already clear because of Marshall, I'll say it so you can hear it and listen to me - You. Are. Our. Friend!"
Chase didn't know either he liked the guild he's with, or he hated them - because all they seem to do is make him cry.
Meanwhile, Everlue growled, angry.
"Whatever! I'll have my immortality, whether you like it or not!"
With that, Everlue attacked.
Back with Marshall and Joey, the fire mage had been blown out of the room and were now in the foyer of the mansion.
"Marshall!" Joey shouted, but the fire mage ignored him as he got up and glared at two enemies he was facing.
"Looks like your time has run out, fire mage." The one with the frying pan said just as the dust cleared from the battle. Marshall's eyes narrowed once more.
"That's what you think! I'll burn you to a smothering crisp!" He said, fire coming from his arms and shot up to the Wolves guild members. The guy with the frying pan blocked the attack however, the fire from Marshall being absorbed.
"Didn't you hear us the first time? We told you we are especially skilled against your ability-type." He said, before using the frying pan to send Marshall back. Marshall had barely landed on his feet when the other wizard attacked, and he had to avoid the kick that essentially destroyed the ground below. Marshall growled.
"These guys are fast," Joey said, making Marshall growl again.
"I know."
"You should give it up now, fire wizard. You may be a member from PAW Patrol, but at the end of the day, you're still just a wizard. You're no match for us professional fighters like us mercenaries," The tall one said. I don't think that matters, to be honest. Joey thought, realizing just how egoistical these guys really are.
"I won't deny you put up a good fight," Marshall said, smirking. "But, you'll have to do better than that for you to defeat me!"
The shorter of the two growled. "He's mocking us!"
"Relax, brother. You know just as well as I do that we know a wizard's weakness is, so you should not worry." At that, Marshall twitched. W-Weakness? He thought, his white skin turning even whiter, somehow.
"Transportation?!" He shouted, and all three members sweatdropped. No, Marshall, that's just you. Joey thought, and as if hearing this, one of the two spoke.
"I..I think that's a personal issue you might have..."
"I told you he was mocking us!"
"Their weakness is their bodies!" The one with the frying pan said, and Joey sweatdropped once more. No...not at all. I'm starting to wonder if mercenaries are even smart in the first place. He thought. "To train oneself in magic takes discipline of mental focus!" He shouted, attacking Marshall once more. The fire mage dodged, and the statue of Everlue took most of the brute force.
"And as a result, you end up lacking the training of your body!" Do these guys even know what they're saying? Does Marshall look puny to you? Seriously. Are mercenaries idiots?!
"In other words, against people like us who train our bodies daily..."
"You can't match our power and speed."
Joey has had enough.
"Are you guys morons?! Marshall has been keeping up with you since this battle has begun! Sure, he's struggling now, but you haven't even made a dent yet! Are you telling me you're missing all of that?!" He shouted. It was silent as the three wizards stared at the flying cat, all in shock, before the two brothers glared at the green cat.
"Who's the rude rodent?"
"EH?! RODENT?!" Joey screamed, before finding a corner to sit in and wallow in self-pity, a dark aura forming from the cat. "I can't believe I've been called a rodent. That's low, really really low."
Marshall slammed his fist into his open palm, fire blazing.
"Oi, you're going to take back what you said about Joey." He growled, narrowing his eyes. Before either of them could respond, Marshall came rushing towards them, anger flickering in his blue eyes. The two Wolves member smirked.
"Brother, do the combination attack."
"Okay!" He said, laying down the frying pan and other jumped in it. Marshall narrowed his eyes and stopped.
"Finishing Move: Destruction of Heaven and Earth!" They shouted. Before Marshall could blink, the guy with the frying pan moved, seemingly having to disappear right in front of him. The fire mage could only gape just as he appeared in front of him and knocked him with the frying pan in the face, sending him flying. "Face toward Heaven and earth is where we be!"
Marshall barely touched the ground, stopping his fall, and glared at him, never noticing his partner behind him.
"Marshall, up behind you!" Joey shouted, and Marshall turned but it was too late.
"Face Earth and heaven is where we be!" The other member shouted, kicking Marshall in his spine, slamming him down onto the ground, where said ground caved in under his weight. Marshall screamed.
"Marshall!"
"And that is the Vanishing Brother's combination attack. Finishing Move: Destruction of Heaven and Earth."
"There is no one who can survive this att-" The blue haired was cut off, jaw dropped.
"What were you saying about surviving this attack?" Marshall stated, looking quite bored despite the fact he'd took a leg to the spine. The Vanishing Brothers' mouth dropped, a look of pure disbelief coming from them.
"No way!"
"I'll blow you away with this! Roar of the Fire Dragon!" Marshall shouted, cheeks puffed out before he started to spew the flames. The fire headed straight towards the brothers, who smirked.
"Here comes the fire magic!"
"It's over!"
"Flame cooking!" The brother with the frying pan shouted, absorbing the flames. "Suck up the flames, transform it, and spew it back out!" He said before sending the fire right back at Marshall. Marshall didn't even dodge, nor did he look surprise, as the flames covered him.
"It's a PAW Patrol barbecue!"
"Goodbye."
Suddenly, a sucking sound was heard and the brothers stared at the fire mage in disbelief once more. "EH?! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!"
Fire gone, Marshall smirked, blue eyes sharp and narrowed. "Now that I've eaten, I'm fired up." He punched his fist together. "Didn't you hear me? Wing Slash of the Fire Dragon!" He shouted, and just like that, the entire mansion exploded in nothing but fire and light. The explosion was loud enough to capture the villager's attention. When the dust cleared, it revealed the Vanishing brothers on the ground, burnt, while Marshall looked over at them with a grin on his face. Then, the grin was completely wiped off. "Crap, I overdid it again."
Meanwhile, Joey laid on the ground, groaning, also brunt.
"Stupid...Marshall..."