“It’s been a while, Medea.” Micheal said.

“Damn you, Micheal! Why are you here?” Mordred yelled.

“Making sure that everything happens as it’s supposed to.” Micheal said as he slowly lowered his sword.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked with her sword still ready to attack.

“Medea, grab Rebeccah and get close to me.” Micheal said.

“Oh no you don’t” Mordred yelled as she swung at Micheal in a downward slash. Moving his blade up to counter, the blade slid across his own and was redirected. Micheal stepped to the side to give some more room but Mordred was already up and struck her sword at his torso. As he did before he used his blade to push it to the side just as a gout of fire was released from the blade, only to be absorbed into his own sword. She continued desperately to hit him only for her attacks to be barely redirected to not hit him.

“Are you willing to let me leave?” he asked.

“What do you think?” she answered as she spat on the ground.

“Worth a try.” he said as she attempted to strike at him again. As he went to redirect it as he had before, Ida and Collin attacked him from behind. Ida swung both of her hand axes in a horizontal strike while Collin swung a sword in a downward slash. He ducked to avoid Ida’s axes and kicked backwards into Collin’s knee, knocking him down. Then Mordred’s blade slid across his shoulder but no blood came from the wound. Instead the wound disappeared as quickly as it had been made.

Just as Ida and Mordred were going in for a second strike Micheal’s sword began glowing even more than before before a wave of flame was released and knocked all three agents back and on their asses. Micheal began to run towards Medea and Rebeccah as a chain came flying from his right and wrapped around his chest. The shortsword on the end of the chain dug itself into his back causing him to yelp in pain. Compton yanked the chain back and began pulling him back towards Mordred and the others.

Mordred, Ida, and Collin all charged at Micheal, right as a small wave of scarlet cut through the chain. Then he disappeared. Collin suddenly fell to the ground unconscious along with the end of Compton’s chain. Compton as well fell on his face but not unconscious. He then was dragged across the ground and behind a gravestone where he disappeared and reappeared flying through the air above them.

Ida and Mordred backed up against each other out of fear of what just happened. As they did Micheal walked out of what looked like an invisible wall in front of Ida. before she could say or do anything he grabbed her throat and she fell to the ground asleep. Mordred spun around at the sound of Ida’s body hitting the ground. Micheal was standing before her as calm as he was when he first appeared.

“Can I leave now?” Micheal asked calmly.

“On my life!” she yelled as she swung her sword at him once again. With a movement that was too fast for her to see he blocked her sword and grabbed her throat as he had Ida’s. She looked at him with fear and hatred as she felt a prick in her neck. Before she could pass out though she clawed at his face in desperation. Pulling his mask down she stared in shock and disbelief at the face of the Masked man, the one she knew as Micheal. The face of Lou Micheal Barret.

“How?” she said as she fell into a deep sleep.

Setting her down a lot more gently than he had the others he looked over at Elysif who was in a state of shock as to why there were two Lou Barret’s. Iscarat, who had been watching the whole time was also surprised by this but not as much since he himself considered it a possibility.

“What exactly is going on?” Elysif asked.

“What needs to happen.” Lou replied as Medea and Rebeccah walked up to him. Holding out a small magic prison the two were sucked within and without any warning, he disappeared as well. Once he disappeared, I woke up and held my head.

“What happened?” I asked through the mask groggily.

“Turns out you are the Masked Man.” Elysif replied.

“What?”

“And you kicked everyone's ass without breaking a sweat before leaving with Medea and Rebeccah.” Elysif explained further.

“I think you may have hit your head harder than me.” I replied.