CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

I rolled to the side on instinct, and luckily, the fireball missed me. It slammed the floor with a thump and dust washed over me. Then with a wave of my hand, I swept the man from his feet and he fall flat on his ass.

I scrambled to my feet at the same time as he did. He looked to be my age, maybe just two or three years order than me. His hair was short, just like mine, and he combed it perfectly. And he was clean shaven.

Looking further, I realized he was the man I presumed to be Revoc from the two men. So he was just tricking me to make me think they had gone. But where was his friend? I looked at my surroundings, but he was nowhere to be seen, and I couldn’t sense his wizard's flavor.

We circled each other for a while, and the all time he had the smirk on his face that sent a chill down my spine.

He wore all black, the only thing deferent was his wristwatch.

“What do you want in my parents’ house? And why does it look old?” I asked, with no hope of him answering those questions.

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