The silhouette of a man in dark black and red robes was standing behind the oak tree in the backyard of the magical mansion.
His keen eyes sharply observed the girl who looked like she had just survived a disaster. He found himself looking at her to find if she was hurt anywhere and to his relief, other than her not so good appearance and the frown that was plastered on her face, she looked completely fine.
With a swift leap, he was sitting on one of the higher branches of the old oak tree, hidden from the sight of the girl and her weird creature friends.
He only wanted to take a look at her in the auction house to find out whether the black mist was really after her or not.
What he was not prepared for was to find a clone of the girl sitting in the private room of the auction house.
