The day was slowly coming to an end and Festus had not yet figured out what to do about what the king told him.
He just sat there like he always did trying to figure out what was actually going on and why someone would suddenly be after his staff.
"Do you have any idea of who this person is or why he may be after your staff?" Carl asked.
"I wish I did," Festus said. "Then I would have known what I was dealing with."
Carl stared at him for a while before deciding to ask him a question he had in mind for quite a while now.
"These spirits that are trapped in your staff, what are they like?" Carl asked.
Festus didn't reply immediately as he held his staff rectangularly with both hands and turned his gaze to it.
"These spirits are creatures you wouldn't want to see, they took pleasure in bringing chaos to kingdoms, watching children cry, men struggling for their lives, and the whole kingdom getting ravaged by infectious diseases.
"The more the sorrows of the world grew, the more powerful they got and the more powerful they got, the harder it was to stop them.
"Their looks alone were enough to cast terror into the hearts of people especially children, Unelo lost sixty percent of their children who all died from heart attacks when they saw the faces of those foul spirits.
"Even some of the grown men and women suffered the same fate."
Listening to everything Festus had said so far, Carl felt like he was listening to one of those horrifying horror tales but he knew this was no mere tale and that even made it scarier.
"So how did you stop them?" Carl asked.
"They couldn't be stopped, nothing would work on them, using physical attacks against them was just a waste of armour and they had slaughtered the mages from other kingdoms who managed to put up a little fight against them," Festus said.
"But you stopped them," Carl said.
"I didn't stop them, I couldn't stop them so I came up with something, I came up with a way to trap them.
"These creatures were made of unstable dark magic that was why they were called spirits. My light magic was the most effective attack against them but it still wasn't enough to stop them as that effectiveness meant nothing.
"So I used an ancient trap spell to trap them in my staff, my staff was the only prison that could hold them because it was made with self-sufficient light magic."
"And you've been carrying them around in your staff since that day," Carl said pointing at the staff with a creeped-out look on his face.
"Yeah, but you didn't know they were here until today," Festus said, dropping his staff beside him.
"So you think whoever this hooded wizard or witch is, his main goal is to release the spirits from your staff," Carl said.
"Yes," Festus replied.
"But why?" Carl asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"That I don't know," Festus said with a sigh.
"But why didn't this person come after you all the years that you had been at the dungeon?" Carl asked.
"I don't know, maybe this was his plan and this was the perfect time to execute it," Festus said.
There was a little moment of silence in the room as Festus stared at his staff trying to make up his mind on what to do.
"I may not have an answer but I do know how to get one," Festus said, picking up his staff.
"How?" Carl asked.
"My staff," Festus said.
"I don't understand,," Carl said with a puzzled look on his face.
"I never thought I would ever have to do this but I have to do it before things get out of hand, I can't fight what we don't know anything about," Festus said, getting up from where he was sitting.
"Now you're making it even harder for me to understand anything." Carl said. "What are you talking about?"
"Carl." Festus called as he slowly turned to him.
"Yes." Carl answered.
"Please close your eyes." Festus said with a gentle voice.
"Why?" Carl asked.
"Do you want to die?" Festus asked this time with his normal voice.
"No, why?" Carl asked with a frightened look on his face.
"Then close your eyes and don't open them until I tell you to do so." Festus said as he turned to face the wall.
"I thought you said releasing the spirits was going to bring chaos to the world." Carl said as he understood what he was trying to do now.
"I'm not releasing them, I'm just going to have a little conversation with their leader." Festus said.
"But doesn't doing that mean you have to release him?" Carl asked.
"No Carl, I can do that without releasing him now close your eyes if you do not want to enter a state of shock or die instantly." Festus said with a scolding voice that Carl had never heard him use.
The young knight did as he was told and slowly shut his eyes but deep inside him, he knew he wanted to see what the leader of these evil spirits looked like and his curiosity was beginning to run wild.
'He said only few men and women died from seeing the spirits.' He thought. 'I'm no child to just fall dear from seeing something terrifying.'
Festus stood there staring at the wall for a while as he was finding it really hard to do this but he knew he had to.
He slowly placed the tip of his staff on the floor before letting out a deep sigh.
"Communicado." He muttered.
As soon as the word had left his mouth, a dark red aura flew out from the aura heading toward the wall.
The aura reached the wall and materialised into a humanoid looking beast which happened to be the leader of the evil spirits.
He was just as terrifying as Festus said, he had eyes that looked as void as space with a single red line just like that of a reptile, his ears were like that of a normal human being only that it was larger and his face had large and small bumps sticking out all over it.
His class were really long and roughly curved and his fangs looked sharp and deadly as he always had them out to appear intimidating.
"How I have longed for this day." The spirit said with a deep menacing voice.
"There's no need for that because you'll be back in your containment in a few minutes now," Festus said.
"Festus the all-powerful light wizard." The spirit said with a mocking tone to his voice. "What does a light wizard need from an evil spirit like me?"
"I know you're up to something Vemore, what are you up to?" Festus asked.
"If someone is trying to steal your staff, that is definitely not me." The evil spirit said with a wry smile on his face.
That was the moment Festus realized that he had made the right call by deciding to talk to the spirit.
"How are you plotting something like this from inside there?" Carl asked as the evil spirit quickly turned his gaze to Carl.
"Who is this one?" He asked as he had failed to notice Carl when he was summoned as his whole attention was on Festus. "And why are you in a prison cell?" He asked looking around.
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