A Safe: The Powell Brothers In Action

When Loki woke up they were all in Mr. Sor's personal study, Mr. Sor sitting on the side, reading his newspaper.

When Mr. Sor noticed them awake, he let out a small apologetic sigh. "I apologize, I forgot to take down my traps before you entered."

"Traps?" Seraphine groaned, rubbing her head. "I feel like I got electrocuted. Why's that?"

Mr. Sor had the decency to look slightly sheepish. "I set up traps in my personal study as precautions. One of them is the electrical barrier, which means anyone but me who steps into this room is immediately electrocuted."

"How long have we been out?" Terrence asked.

"About 4 hours or so," Mr. Sor sighed. "4 hours of precious time that I could have used to get closer to Daphne. Oh well, it was my own fault. Anyways, you wanted to see my hunting awards, right? Here they are." He gestured towards a large glass cabinet, where there were many trophies of different sizes stood.

"Wow," Nishan said, looking impressed. "How did you win so many?"

"My Ability is called Snipe, which means that no matter what the target, I can hit them with a gun, rifle, or arrow as long as they're within 150 meters of me."

"That's very far," Daphne noted. "No wonder you have so many awards."

"Indeed," Mr. Sor boasted. "I'm one of the best hunters or snipers around."

"That's quite amazing," Seraphine said politely while Loki told Daphne, 'Get him to prick himself, or accidentally cut himself! We need a bit of his blood!'

Daphne gave a subtle nod and picked up one of the nearby arrowheads, examining it. "Did you win this as well? It looks quite beautiful."

"No, I didn't win it. That's the arrowhead I used to slay an Egeon. They are terribly difficult to kill with their camouflage abilities." Mr. Sor reached out his hand to take the arrowhead back from Daphne. As their hands touched, Daphne sent a quick jolt up his hand.

"Aah!" Mr. Sor instinctively dropped the arrowhead, cutting himself.

"Are you okay?" Daphne pretended to check over the wound while she discreetly collected some of his blood from the cut. "I'm so sorry, being electrocuted just now must have caused my Ability to go a bit haywire! Here, let's go to the living room. I think I saw a first-aid kit there. I'll treat your wound."

Daphne slipped Saltavore the small vial of blood while leading Mr. Sor out, apologizing profusely.

Once Daphne and Mr. Sor were out of earshot, Saltavore quickly swallowed the blood in the vial. In moments, he looked exactly like Mr. Sor.

"Over here," Terrence gestured to a safe that was next to where he was standing.

Saltavore walked over to the safe, which immediately started a retinal scan. Once the retinal scan was completed, the safe swung open. Inside, there were some papers that Saltavore reached in to take. He passed the papers to Nishan.

Nishan quickly read it. "These are the right papers, all right. Everything about the fake wedding officiant is in here, from his name to age to where he lives, everything else we need to know and more."

Nishan handed the papers to Loki, who quickly stored them in his Inventory.

[Marriage Documents stored into Inventory]

[18 spaces remaining]

As Saltavore reverted to his original form, Daphne yelled at Loki, 'Guys! We're coming back to the study now!'

Loki told them what Daphne said, then added, "I have a plan. First of all, who volunteers to knock out Mr. Sor?"

Later, just as the door opened and Mr. Sor came through it, Seraphine knocked him in the back of his head with one of the heavy books in his study. Daphne, who was right behind, stumbled backwards before recovering from her shock. "Why did you do that? And why do I smell something burning?"

"Mr. Sor smokes," Loki started, gesturing at a box of opened cigarettes. "Nishan has set fire to some of his notebooks. When Mr. Sor wakes up, I'm going to use Memory Warp on him. You guys should get out of here for now."

"Wait!" Daphne called as they hustled her out, shushing her. "You haven't fully explained what you're going to do!"

Loki counted to two minutes in his mind. Once the time was up, he used Memory Warp on Mr. Sor.

[Memory Warp has been activated: -4 Stamina]

[Stamina: 8/12]

"You will remember walking in with Daphne, and the six of us leaving," Loki murmured. "Then you took a cigarette and lit it. While you were opening your safe and checking on the papers inside, you accidentally dropped your cigarette onto your books which caught on fire. You dropped your papers into the fire in shock, stumbled backwards and hit your head, knocking yourself out."

Once he finished saying this, Loki hurried out. He met up with his friends who were in the living room. "What are you doing here?" A guard who was there asked them. "Where is Mr. Sor?"

"He's in his study, he said he wanted to take a quick smoke," Terrence answered.

After about a minute, Seraphine asked a guard innocently, "Shouldn't Mr. Sor be down here already?"

The guard nodded. "He should. I'll go check on him."

In a few moments, there was a yell of, "Fire!" from the room, and the rest of the guards rushed up immediately.

The next hour was chaos. There were some yells as the guards put out the fire and pulled the unconscious Mr. Sor from the study.

"Is he okay?" Saltavore asked in faux concern.

"He'll be fine, he just inhaled some smoke," one of the guards told him. More quietly to himself, he muttered, "I had better be getting a raise for this."

Once Mr. Sor was conscious, he recounted the story that Loki had warped his memory into. The cook whipped up a simple dinner, but a limo came almost immediately after the dinner ended.

As the six friends climbed into the limousine, the chauffeur told Mr. Sor, "Mr. and Mrs. Phoenix, as well as Mr. and Mrs. Powell are not happy with you. First, you got them electrocuted, which knocked them out for 4 hours. You set fire to your study, which could have killed the future heirs to the Powell and Phoenix family business. They let me know to inform you that they would be thinking twice before sending their children over to you."

The chauffeur drove off, leaving a sputtering Mr. Sor behind.

When they reached back to the Phoenix Mansion, Mr. and Mrs. Phoenix were waiting for them.

"Uncle, Aunt, is there something you need?" Nishan asked.

"You're not injured, at least your looks aren't," Mrs. Phoenix nodded briskly. "Good."

"Enjoy tomorrow," Mr. Phoenix told them. "Because the day after tomorrow, you're going to Maven Quo's mansion.