The Oracle knelt before the box and bent his head and kept on looking inside the box with a tense look on his face..
.. "What is inside the damn box?" Sir Tent yelled.
The Oracle looked soo tensed on his face. He looked at Sir Tent with his dread looking eyes and he rose up in a gentle motion..
He couldn't condone Sir Tent disrespect any longer...
"I'm the Oracle! You don't dare talk to me in that manner!" The Oracle charges a stronger wind and thrust Sir Tent off from the ground in anger, and he landed his back on a thorn filled tree.
Never has someone ever saw this part of the great Oracle before.
He's getting mad.
All the Warlocks charged against the Oracle and they all gave more step backward for the fear of the Oracle's powers.
Sir Tent too was a very powerful Warlock.
