A thunderous crash awakens Dutorn from his enchantment. His latest lessons from the book of spells have been to attempt to conquer the astral plane, seeing as he has finally mastered the physical one. His surroundings show no signs of change, but something within stirs. He can sense that something is a little off, and his slime too quivers. He returns to his lessons.

One day passes. He is taking a break from the astral plane to have a meal - keeping his physical body alive has simply become a chore. At the same time as yesterday, another thunderous roar from afar. No this can not be a coincidence. This time he is determined to investigate.

Dutorn heads in to town, where everything is buzzing. Wizards and familiars alike, darting from place to place. Store shelves are being emptied, others are being boarded up. A peculiar wizard with bumps in to him almost cutting him with his scythe.

"What's with all the commotion" Dutorn asks.

"Where are you been? They've been released! Two of them now. Two beasts, and who knows how many more. I need to find the rest of my defense spell ingredients, you should be preparing too" the wizard stutters, and runs towards to the big potion shop.

"So it's finally happened" Dutorn mutters to himself. "All that preparation, and it's finally time"

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