"We've met before, so rest assured, I'm not on bad terms with your superiors."
The Necromancer stood up and led everyone away.
A few minutes later.
They had arrived at the opera house.
Without passing through the doorman, they appeared directly on the second floor, standing outside the Chief Diva's dressing room.
Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock!
Seven knocks.
"Who is it?" a voice came from inside the door.
The Necromancer smiled upon hearing it.
It was indeed Diva Baxter!
But now, he needed to use the secret passphrase to avoid any misunderstandings.
"Pure Love Warrior,"
the Necromancer answered.
"Who do you come for?"
"Obvious package."
"What's the business?"
"The bounty of the gods has come our way, brother."
"Roll?"
"Lie flat."
All the answers were correct!
The door finally opened.
"It's you!"
Baxter stood behind the door, taken aback.
