It was a little funny, to be honest. No one expected a law-defying wizard to be so hurt with a low-level fireball. No, especially not when the law-defying wizard was Wizard Hutton. Frankenstein was the only one that wasn't laughing when he saw it. His power of the Will was on alert the whole time if someone was to go after Abel.
Wizard Hutton stared at the staff in Bernie's hands, "What are you holding, Bernie? What did you do with that firebolt?"
Bernie wasn't sure either, "Are you saying that something was special about this staff I'm holding, Mentor?"
