Conspiracy

"What's going on?" the man was bewildered.

"You fell for it just now and were controlled by my illusion technique for a while," a voice whispered in his ear, making the man instantly vigilant.

He turned to see Alex standing behind him, smiling.

"How did you do it?" the man asked sternly.

"You don't need to know, because there's only one answer," Alex sneered.

"Oh really?" the man sneered back. "No matter what witchcraft you're using, you're staying here today!"

"Is that so?" Alex shook his head. "I advise you not to waste your energy. I don't know how you escaped the zombie horde, but you're severely injured and can't possibly be a match for me."

"You underestimate me. Do you think you can defeat me alone?" the man smirked.

A sense of unease surged in Alex's heart as he sensed danger.

Swish!

In an instant, a black mist appeared behind Alex, followed by a pitch-black snake lunging at him.