That's So Wizard

Chapter 7 - Complementary Colours

"Goodbye again, guys. I hope I can do this without you," Eldrian began. They stood before the gateway they all entered through earlier that day. "I'll let you know what we discover, and tell Lucy that I promise no more demons will be sneaking magic items out of this place once I'm done here."

"Good luck, buddy," said Kevin.

Deena nodded.

Daveon, however new to the party, offered the boy a kind smile. "Yes. Good luck."

The gate reopened. After the stones shifted apart, the three departed through the hidden door. They all made their way back to town, as in the meantime, Eldrian had business to take care of. Pachama, Huanca, and Urco stood still dressed in their vibrant colours, and they continued to escort him everywhere he went. As kind as they were, it wasn't in their agenda to trust anybody with full access to their secret society.

Once again Eldrian stood in the beautiful garden. He watched the wizards closely as they practised their trade.

"I know we have business, but do you mind if I talk to the others?" Eldrian asked.

The three looked between themselves. Pachama spoke up, and nodded with a smile across her face. She looked to the man in blue. In response, he looked immediately to her. There was little hesitation in his reaction.

"You may return to the library, Urco. I can watch him," she said.

"Of course," he replied obediently and made his way off.

"Huanca. You may continue your study."

"That sounds wise to me," the man in red said with a nod, and departed as well.

The eyes of the woman watched Eldrian wander off towards a group of Inca wizards.

Two boys and a girl, perhaps just a bit younger than him, were passing around a glowing purple and white sphere back and forth. It bounced off their hands like a volleyball, and their eyes were alight with glee. When Eldrian came closer, the girl caught the ball, and it sparkled away into nothingness. He gave them a greeting, but they looked as if they were observing a rare breed of animal. None of them had likely seen outsiders, or at the very least, rarely have.

When they spoke, their accents were heavy. They luckily were able to speak his language even if it was much cruder than the three monks that welcomed him.

"You're from outside?" the girl asked.

"Outside this temple place? Yeah. I'm from Canada. Your home is outstanding."

"Is it true that magic is still hated out there?"

"Hated or forgotten. Coming here is like a haven for me. We can't even use magic much without worrying about being caught by spellbreakers."

"We're free to use magic here, mostly. Though we dare not go against the Three. It would be against our faith to disobey them. The monks lead us and protect us."

From behind, they turned for a moment to the sound of Pachama's voice. She was calling out to Eldrian.

"We may spend one hour out here," she said. "And then we head inside, and begin the investigation."

One of the boys walked up to him. He looked to be much younger than the rest. His eyes were bright despite his darker complexion and pitch black hair.

"Can you show us something new? We can show you what we know in return."

With a flick of his wrist, Eldrian had within his hand a black disk. He flicked again, and one side popped out to form a top hat—holding it from the brim. With a smirk, he popped it into his head and took a bow. The three giggled. For the next hour, Eldrian was incredibly happy.