Deep in the forest, a dark hooded figured winced at his master’s orders.
Though his master was only a hologram, his voice was as loud as if he was standing directly in front of him.
“I want the child! I must rule the world!!!”
“Master, I will do anything for you but I can’t do this. You must forgive me.” The hooded figure trembled.
“Be quiet, someone is coming.”
The figure was amazed by his master’s sense of hearing for he himself, had not heard a thing.
Not knowing who was coming, the two were forced to change spots again. Nobody knew where they are now and they never will.