"Gone. He is just gone. What the hell? How is this possible? How can that psycho freak just up and disappear like that without even telling us?" A man in a mage robe jumped up and down in anger.
"Magicaa. Calm down." Another person responded. This person had his face covered with a golden mask. Power radiated from him, power that shouldn't belong to anyone on earth just yet.
"How is he able to do that? I too have a freaking blessing, and how come I do not have powers like that? This is so fucking unfair!" Magicaa continued stomping his feet and pacing back and forth.
"Magicaa. Calm down." The man in the golden mask again reminded him patiently.
