"A-a Black Mage?" Errol said surprised, and following it with a bow. Black Mages are even more rare than Red and White mages combined! The boy smiled, and tucked away a lock of his hair. "Errol."
There was a moment of silence, when he spoke again. "Erm..."
He was not exactly sure who this mage...was. Sure, he knew the name, but how did he come with everyone? What are his intentions?
"How did you get here?" He asked rather bluntly.
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