Anything Ein Quin feared they might turn into tonight surely couldn’t be worse than a lifeless husk, “Walter, come in!”
Walter tried his hardest to make good on Ein’s request. He grabbed on to the door frame and pulled his way inside. Every step to reach them felt like a titanic struggle.
When he reached the talisman, he found three faces looking back at him; one red, one yellow, and one blue. The red face smiled as they locked eyes.
“Long time no see, Walter. I should have known you’d try to use my talisman again. It looks like this time you bit off more than you could chew.”
Panic stricken, Walter grabbed hold of the talisman, which was so full of magic it burned his hand. He ripped it from Ein’s neck and smashed it against the wall.
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