It all stopped just like it had begun. Wei Caihong threw the last of the bandits into the circle. Nikola came back with the mangled bandit leader floating behind him. The former emperor was grinning, as Wei Caihong pointed at his work. The grin dropped as Nikola inspected the drawings.
"Were you writing with your feet?" Nikola asked as he dumped the mangled corpse in the circle with the terrified bandits.
"You know that all these letters are foreign to me, yes? Didn't you say we didn't have time?"
Wei Caihong breathed a sigh of relief when Nikola snapped his fingers again and a vase appeared. So, he wasn't going to check the writings?
"What is this?" Wei Caihong eyed the vase. There was nothing out of the ordinary about it. He had seen it in the shop before.
