While the other mages looked on as if nothing happened, Agatha and Elijah were beside themselves. They held their hands to their ears and they had frightened look on their faces.
"What just happened?" Elijah whispered, but none of them turned to answer him.
Walking to the spot that Mark was held, Markus bent down and picked up a small jar on the floor. He picked it up tentatively an held it in his hands.
Closing his eyes, he chanted a spell, and the jar lit up briefly and when the light went off, Markus carefully placed a lid on it.
Standing up, he walked to them with a smile.
"You're a brave woman, Agatha." He began, staring right int her eyes. "Lives were saved because of your selflessness. I'm proud of you."
"Uh?" Rose and their other companions, all gasped at the same time.
Raising her hands to pinch him in his cheeks, "are you the same markus?" Rose asked in a daze.
"Drop your hand." Came the cold reply.
