Lord Markus and his ugly right hand man finally decided to leave once the sun of the next morning came up.
I watched as the noble and his men huddled together while he activated a magic artifact in his hand–a communication orb, and once the light of the orb disappeared, a blue bright light engulfed the group, glyphs writing itself beneath them and instantly, they all disappeared.
The spell was beautiful, and kind of like my greater teleportation skill.
Lord Theo had waved them goodbye, and with them gone, I, Drius and Theo remained alone on the mansion's lawn.
Drius swiftly turned to Theo, and then bowed.
"Lord Theo, the secrets of the Crimson Orge Dance you bestowed to me have been most useful to me, I'm closer to mastering the technique and I hope to display it before your eyes my lord. Of course, this will be after the ball."
"Very well, I trust you to have used the best of your time. I expect to be pleased."
