CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Malcolm opened the window and saw Casper perched on the ledge outside.
“Casper! I thought you were dead!” said Malcolm.
“I very almost was. I was captured,” said Casper.
“Yes, I saw. There was nothing I could do,” said Malcolm.
“They imprisoned me with Isomere. Diablo had captured him,” said Casper.
“How did you escape?” said Malcolm.
“Isomere sacrificed himself to magically teleport me to the surface,” said Casper.
“So, he’s done something good with his life at last,” said Malcolm.
“He told me there is a race of magical birds who might know how to stop Diablo,” said Casper.
“Really?” said Malcolm.
“Yes, the Penguins. Apparently, the Pentagram Council froze them in ice in the North somewhere. Isomere also told me the spell to free them,” said Casper.
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