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with him using a strong Consuming spell to get out of a tricky situation by shedding his obesity.
    "Anyway, eat up. I have something I want to show you once we're done here."
    I looked to Dancer but he just shrugged. Seemed he was in the dark same as me. I assumed he had kept quiet about the favor I'd done him, in fact I knew he had, otherwise Rikka would be going off on one about me getting drained before I'd even begun work again, not that it was down to Rikka what I did.
    I bit into a crunchy hash brown and got busy with the heart attack on a plate.
     
    *
     
    "Aah, that was perfect." I leaned back in my chair and patted my stomach. Madge really does make the best fry-up in the world.
    "Not bad," said Dancer.
    "Not bad? Are you out of your mind?" said Rikka. "This place is an institution. Madge is a culinary genius. Even the goblins can't cook like her and they..." He trailed off as something caught his attention.
    "Spark, you are gonna pay for what you did."
    Uh-oh. You know, I should be used to this by now, but maybe I had got lazy with my time off.
    "Not now, I'm busy digesting."
    "I'll digest you."
    All three of us looked at Mithnite Soos. "What does that even mean?"
    "Shut up. Prepare for death."
    "Have you been watching movies again? I told you before that someone with your limited brain cells should stick to cartoons."
    "It's time to make way for a new generation, Spark."
    "Just like old times," I said, pushing back my chair which slid easily along the greasy floor.
    "What, like you?" He really needs some serious practice with his comebacks.
    "Outside, now," I said to Mithnite Soos. He tried to sneer but it came out like a bad Elvis impression. He followed me to the door.
    "Don't be long," shouted Rikka. "We've got things to do."
    The moment the door closed behind us, the sound of Madge shouting lost to the rain and the wind, I called on the smallest amount of dark magic. I felt my eyes harden and darken, not enough to snap to black when I was deep into the Empty, just enough to bring my tattoos and my body to life—there if I needed it.
    Keeping a careful eye on Mithnite Soos, I undid my jacket, and nodded for him to go around the back. No need to let anyone else see our business.
    Bad idea.
    Mithnite Soos smiled at me as I turned the corner and three idiot kids with long hair pounced on me and hugged me tight. One even had a stick like he was from Lord of the Rings or something.
    Kids! What are you gonna do?
    Teach them a lesson, that's what.

 
     
     
     
    Wizard Battle
    Mithnite Soos stepped around me to join his friends. They stood there in the small open courtyard at the back of Madge's surrounded by soaked-through boxes, crates of bottles, garbage cans and a smell like no other.
    The kids started shaking their arms and stretching their legs like they were about to go for a run or something, striking ridiculous poses as if they thought it made them look dangerous.
    "Come on, what you waiting for?" I asked, smiling at their antics.
    "We're gonna get you, Spark, teach you what for. Show you how real wizards play."
    "What, with those silly coats on? I told you, you've got to find your own style."
    "We like it," moaned Eric, a lanky kid with a mass of orange hair that never failed to shock me.
    "Whatever. Bring it on."
    Mithnite Soos put a hand into the pocket of his duster—he must have been reading about wizard detectives again—and as he pulled it out I got ready. My muscles tensed, synapses firing hard as I prepared myself.
    "You are going down, old man," said Mithnite with a smile.
    He's the leader of this little gang of wizards-in-training, but they all think they are the leader really. You should see them squabbling over just about everything. Still, they are good kids, if a little dim at times.
    I envy them. To be taught magic in this day and age is a wondrous thing. There is so much freedom, although the technology gets in the way. I know from firsthand experience that you have to be a lot more