Lucien activated Basic Dark Magic Spell: Illusion.
A shimmering black mist swirled around their faces, cloaking their features in shadow.
Lucien closed his eyes, visualizing the face he wanted. Slowly, the mist began to shift.
It molded and settled into a new image.
A familiar one.
When the spell finished, it was flawless.
To any untrained eye, there was nothing out of place. The illusion was seamless.
Of course, that was thanks to the Divine Energy, making it hard to detect.
Lucien now wore Thornel's face.
And Edric… looked exactly like Dorian.
When their eyes met, both burst out laughing.
"You look absolutely hideous, Uncle Ed" Lucien grinned.
"Speak for yourself," Edric shot back, chuckling. "I'd cry if I woke up like that."
Their laughter echoed as they continued on their way.
A few minutes passed before Lucien asked.
"Uncle Ed… what's the deal with those assassins earlier?"
Edric grew quiet with his brows furrowing.
