No!" Khadgar screamed, and the illusion immediately began to fade away. They were back in the dining room, in a circle of agate dust and quartz powder.

His ears were buzzing, and the remnants of the visions seemed to pounce on him. Only then did he realize that he had fallen to his knees at some point. Garona's voice came from the upper right, hoarse and dark, as if someone had choked her neck.

"Medivan," she said softly, "old man. That's impossible. ”

"It's possible. Khadgar Road. He felt something churning in his stomach. His mind was running at high speed, his sensibility was in the way, and he knew what conclusions he was going to draw.

"No," Garona's expression was terrifying, "it must have been a spell error." This illusion must be false. You've said it, you've been in this situation before, the spell went wrong and the illusion we saw wasn't the one we wanted to see. ”

"I did say it, but it's not like this," Khadgar said, "and we may indeed see unrelated visions, but they must also be real." Illusions don't lie. ”

"Or maybe it's just a warning," the orc said.

"Now that all is clear," Khadgar said, his voice full of remorse and hesitation, "think about it." After we were attacked by demons, the runic enchantments in the tower were working normally. It's simple, because he's been in the enchantment in the first place, and he's the demon he's summoned inside. ”

"That man doesn't look like him," Garona said, "maybe it's just a trick to disguise himself with magic." That person won't be his. ”

"It's him, it's him," the apprentice's voice raised, "the teacher's voice is all too familiar to me. And his face. And his tone and demeanor. ”

"Maybe it's just some kind of makeup," said Garona, "and someone is pretending to be him, but he is so clever that he can't see it on the outside." ”

Khadgar looked at her, her voice trembling, her big eyes filled with tears. She wanted to believe the botched explanation. She really wanted to believe it.

As for Khadgar himself, why don't you want to believe it. He nodded slowly: "Maybe it's just a scam used against the tribe." Maybe this is indeed him. But he's just trying to trick the orc here. Maybe that's an illusion of the future. ”

Now, it was Garona's turn to shake her head: "No, that orc is Gul'dan. But he's already here. He entered the portal with us. The illusion was supposed to be in the past, when they first met. But why did Medivan bring orcs into Azeroth?"

"Maybe that's why he didn't do anything against the orcs," Khadgar shook his head violently, trying to clear his mind. All the qiē, so many mysteries, can all be explained. Often strangely missing, he ignores the growing number of orcs, and even brings a half-orc into the tower.

He cared about Garona, but he didn't know how deep she was in this game. On the surface, she seemed completely unable to accept the facts at hand, but what role did she play in this terrible plot carried out by Medivan?

"We've got to find out," he didn't say, "we're going to find out why he's there." And what he's doing. He is the Guardian - we cannot condemn Him on the basis of an illusion alone. ”

Garona nodded slowly, "Then let's go and ask him directly, what are we going to do?"

Khadgar was about to answer, but another man's voice rang out in the hall.

"What's noisy here?" said Medivan, appearing at the dining-room door.

Khadgar felt his throat run dry, and he swallowed.

The Astral Mage was standing in the doorway right now, Khadgar scrutinizing him, trying to spot anything unusual in his demeanor, his appearance, his voice. But a qiē is normal. He is indeed Medivan.

"Kids. What the hell are you doing?" the astral mage frowned angrily as he looked at the circle on the ground.

Khadgar was speechless for a moment, and Garona replied, "Mr. Apprentice is showing me the magic he has recently researched. "Her tone is unnatural.

Medivan snorted, "I'm playing with your illusion spell again, young trust, there are enough illusions here, and you can only make more and more confusion when you summon it." Come out right now - we have homework to do. You too, Miss Ambassador. ”

His voice was calm, full of tolerance and understanding, but resolute. It is a stern tone commonly used by wise teachers. Khadgar took a step outside, but Garona grabbed his arm.

"Shadows. She gasped and said softly.

Khadgar was dazed, and he looked at the Astral Mage again. Now his face was a little more anxious and dissatisfied. His shoulders were still so broad, and despite all the pressure, he was as straight as ever. The robes he wore were the same ones that Khadgar used to wear when he saw him.

But behind him were two shadows. One is in the opposite direction to the torchlight, while the other, the same black shadow, has a strange declination. (To be continued.) )