Abbertus was transfixed as he looked toward the mine entrance. He straightened quickly. He brought back the black magic stone he had intended to place on Cyril's chest.
"You shouldn't have come back, should you?" Abbertus exhaled heavily as he saw General Adelman sling his sword over his shoulder.
"Why do you say such mean things to me? I came back because I was afraid you were lonely. Cyril is not one to comfort anyone, so here I am!" General Adelman said like a lover meeting his beloved.
"Disgusting!"
General Adelman grinned. "You're also going to do strange things to my student, aren't you? That's really annoying. If I hadn't come, something bad would have happened!"
The black magic stone in the hilt was made to float with magic. Then the ice crystal sword reappeared in Abbertus' grasp. He shook it a few times as he slowly walked toward General Adelman.
