Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

Beside the enigmatic man, another vehicle of the same make and model pulled to a halt.

This time, it was bathed in a sleek, commanding black. Its elongated body exuded an aura of power, and the distinctive purr of its engine was distinctly different from the previous car.

As the doors of the black classic car swung open, two figures emerged.

The first was the man who appeared to be in his forties, mirroring the one from the red car.

He was joined by a woman in her mid-twenties, her presence a striking contrast to the gravitas of the others. Her youthful energy seemed to dance with an air of intrigue and mystery.

Jaegar, suspended in the midst of this unexpected arrival, was visibly taken aback by the presence of these newcomers. Their unexpected appearance and the aura of authority that surrounded them left him in a state of surprise.

The ones who got out of the car were Wizard, Captain Earl, and Charlize.

Few hours ago,

Charlize had received the letter from Jaegar. As she carefully perused its contents, the gravity of the situation began to sink in. Her keen intellect discerned the intricacies of Jaegar's message, and she realized that something significant was transpiring.

When she was ready to leave to go and meet Jaegar, that was when she was contacted by Earl, who said that he wanted her to come with him.

Accompanying the Wizard Captain, a formidable figure in his own right. He held the esteemed position of a police commissioner on the human plane, a dual identity that afforded him a unique perspective on matters involving both the mundane and the supernatural.

Upon receiving the notice of a brewing crisis in the Primal Atoll, he asked to accompany Charlize on this journey, recognizing the gravity of the situation.

As they arrived in the city, the scope of the turmoil unleashed by Jaegar's presence became palpable. Destruction had taken hold, and the unexpected gravity of the situation had left even the Wizard Captain baffled. The extent of Jaegar's actions was staggering, sending ripples of astonishment through the very foundations of the Primal Atoll.

Charlize's discerning gaze quickly settled on Diana amidst the disarray.

However, her focus shifted when she spotted Jaegar, suspended in the air, with Brighton firmly in his grasp. His seemingly audacious defiance and the destruction he had wrought demanded her attention.

As the man from the red classic car disembarked, a profound hush fell over the scene.

In a display of profound respect, all those present, including Brighton, who was wriggling helplessly within Jaegar's unyielding grip, knelt before the newcomer. Their collective greeting was nothing short of reverence, as they hailed him as "Your Majesty."

Charlize and the Wizard Captain exchanged a knowing glance, recognizing the significance of the arrival of this enigmatic figure.

As he saw her, he loosened his grip on Brighton's throat, and then he fell to the ground with a resounding thud.

Brighton's face contorted with pain as he struggled to his feet, nursing his injured knee and hands. His limp was pronounced as a result of his fall when Jaegar released him from midair.

Determinedly, he made his way towards the man who had arrived in the red classic car, recognizing him as none other than His Majesty, the King.

As Brighton approached, his breath still ragged from the encounter with Jaegar, the King inquired, "What's happening here?"

Brighton, eager to paint Jaegar as the instigator of the turmoil, wasted no time in providing an explanation. He emphasized Jaegar's status as a novoyant and portrayed him as the source of all the disruptions, deflecting blame away from his own involvement.

The King listened intently, his expression growing more sombre as he absorbed the details of Brighton's account.

While he was aware of the existence of novoyants and their enigmatic programme, he had been kept in the dark regarding the specifics of their activities within the Primal Atoll. The sight of the children, clad in hospital gowns and exuding an air of fear, did not escape his perceptive gaze.

Turning his attention to Jaegar, who had now descended to the ground, Jaegar sought confirmation of his identity. With a measured tone, he posed the question, "Are you the King?"

Brighton's face contorted with anger, and he retorted vehemently, "You bastard, how dare you? How dare you show disrespect to the King?" His words dripped with venom as he sought to assert his authority and maintain his composure in the presence of royalty.

Jaegar's anger flared in response to the insult, and his piercing gaze locked onto the elderly man. With a dangerous edge to his voice, he warned, "Call me a bastard again, and I swear I will slit that tongue off." The tension in the air escalated as their confrontation continued, and the situation grew increasingly precarious.

Charlize, having approached Jaegar's side, attempted to defuse the escalating tension, while the Wizard Captain positioned himself beside the King to provide counsel and support.

It was Captain Earl who had summoned the King here. He was currently away from the primal atoll but on the request of Earl, he came back. Earl was not only a police commissioner but also a trusted aide to the king, along with the Lord Minister.

Earl had put himself in the affairs of the humans to keep an eye on them, not raising even a single suspicion. He had built a reputation as a fair and just leader, earning the respect of humans.

Beyond the fence surrounding the Primal Atoll, a gathering crowd of reporters and onlookers had amassed, and flashes of the cameras glowed. The situation had quickly become a sensational news event, with the public and the news people closely watching every twist and turn of the unfolding drama.

The Wizard Captain addressed the King with a sense of urgency, emphasizing the gravity of the situation, "Your Majesty, I don't know what the Lord Minister was doing with so many children, but the press has already seen what's happening. Whatever he was involved in should be stopped immediately, or we'll face severe public criticism."