The Dark Assassin force, led by Cronker, was busy in the town of Flendon. They were moving as fast as they could around the city to deliver the news.
The Dark Magus had woken up. They were informing the key members in town who would care, and Cronker had sweat running down his face.
He quickly burst into one of the restaurants, the door swinging open. When the guests turned to look at the door, they could see no one there.
"Kizer!" Cronker shouted, placing both hands on the table.
Kizer erupted into a fit of coughing as the large piece of meat he was eating got stuck in his throat.
"The Dark Magus is awake! We are to meet at the town hall immediately!" Cronker said.
"Did you really have to jump out like that? Can I at least finish my food? Since he's woken up now, it's not like he's just going to disappear or anything." Kizer, lifting his fork, looked at a large piece of meat and went to stab it, but suddenly, the plate had disappeared and his fork hit the wooden table.
