"Hold on." Rael grabbed his hand, stopping him.
Alcetas turned around with a slight frown. "Come on, if I fire a spell now and run away, they won't know who did it!"
"And if they do somehow find out who did it?" Rael asked. "What will happen to you and those you care about? They will all be executed."
"Tsk..." Alcetas clicked his tongue, then put away the wand.
But just as Rael thought it was over, he noticed Alcetas had forgotten to wrap the wand in a cloth.
Rael's eyes widened as he reached out, suddenly alert.
"Wait—"
But it was already too late. The moment the wand made contact with Alcetas's pocket, it discharged a giant, unstable fireball.
It went straight through Alcetas's pocket and hit the ground before bouncing off and flying into the sky.
"Stop controlling it," Rael said urgently.
However, Alcetas didn't respond. Instead, he raised the wand and twirled it around.
