The night had fallen, shrouding Guru Mountain in darkness. Darkness was a good friend to Wizard Reed, for only in its embrace could he move freely; the harshness of daylight prevented him from standing upright.
He could sense that his two duplicates had completely exploded, and he was curious about the expressions on his adversaries' faces at the moment of detonation. Their expressions must have been quite varied and spectacular.
Wizard Reed was contemplating his next move. Even though he, a believer in chaos, typically disdained plans, he knew he had to formulate one for the sake of the bigger picture. It had been so long since he last felt this at ease. Bringing darkness to Guru Mountain had fulfilled his long-cherished wish. Although he couldn't personally witness the startled expressions on people's faces, his heart could sense the fear they were experiencing.
