“Enough!” the skinny dark elf shouted. With both fists clenched and hanging right by her hips she demanded, “who do you think you are?! What kind of crime fighting mage uses rain clouds and hot air to combat the criminal element?! You’re nothing more than a fraud!”

What was this freak’s game? His modus operandi? It didn’t make any sense. Was it all just some act to impress the gnome? Or perhaps this ‘mage’ was so enthralled by delusions of grandeur that he truly believed himself a grand magician. Absolute waste of her time no matter the conclusion.

Cornelius looked perplexed. He had used all of his most impressive spells and the girl in front of him was unamused. Calling him a fraud. Luckily the ever helpful Snappy jumped in to save his ego.

With a defensive boast the gnome spat, “girl don’t need to be jealous!”

Puffing out his chest and raising his proud head the mage flexed his chest a bit. There wasn’t much muscle to flex. He was mostly flab and Lilly was certainly not impressed. But that didn’t stop the magi from leaning forward and bracing his elbow onto the top of his leg. Proud and filled with determination the crime stopper grazed his chin with the flick of his thumb.

Arrogantly he stated, “now Snappy, dear Snappy, can you blame this poor lass for her jealousy?” Adjusting his doublet he proceeded, “from Dheathain to Salvar, from Raiaera to Corone, there are no wizards with even a fourth of my talent!” Cornelius raised one eyebrow as he stated intently upon his impish ally and questioned, “shall we break out the big guns?”

Snappy shivered and reluctantly answered, “may be only way she believes you are real deal boss!”

“Very well girl, heh,” the masked magician chuckled a bit before giving out a proclamation, “stay very still or I could mess up, wouldn’t wanna scar that lovely face of yours.”

Cornelius extended both arms outwards from body. Pointing both index fingers away from himself he raised one leg into the air and pointed the opposing foot on tip toes. He started violently spinning, twirling around and around. It was the opposite of elegance. It was embarrassing, he looked like he may fall at any minute. The mage took constant beaks in his rotation, stopping to drop the raised leg down to regain balance before lifting it again and resuming his spin cycle. All the while Snappy was oooing and ahhing.

Instantly the sorcerer ceased his movement. He brought both of his pointer fingers together, facing them directly at Lilthis. Loudly he declared, “ZEUS, LEND ME YOUR BOLT OF NEVER STOPPING DREAM LIGHTNING, ZEUS!!! AHHHHHH!!!!”

He was basically just screaming at this point. The ebony elf began to walk away, she didn’t care what the result of his newest incantation was.