"Lucky you, my car's purifier is busted," the portly man said with a grimace, not completely understanding Josef's comment.Josef smiled again, stepped... into the elevator, and punched the seventy-fifth floor. His lean frame slumped against the rear of the car and he looked at his drawn face in the reflective surface of the elevator walls, sighing. Too little sleep since this latest visit to the Paranormal Monitor Unit I was hauled to, he thought wearily. Dark bags hung below ice blue eyes rimmed. ” I blushed and waved goodbye. Next day was a Friday. After the class, I went to her house. She was much better today. I waved at her and the usual conversation began. While talking I noticed a scar on her leg as she was wearing white leggings and a top.I enquired about it and asked her what happened. She said that she has a habit of sleepwalking and yesterday a nail tore her leg.Me: That looks bad.Devi mam: Yes. Even I am worried about this habit of mine.Me: Is there any remedy for this?Devi. I didn't move and held my breath! His large hand pulled my warm shoulder against his hip as we stood side by side. I looked up at him and listened carefully. Then He got down on his knees, so I was about eye level.He explained that it's important to be very quiet, if I was to ever go fishing with an Older Man. He told Me that Older Men like to have a Special Boy along with them, especially when fishing in a boat, alone, together.I never said a word as this Man whispered to me in my ear. He was. But it was too late for them.I pulled my hands apart, and the orb burst with a deafening boom. A shockwave of crimson magic ripped through the Legionnaires. They were knocked skyward like paper dolls. Their bodies tumbled through the air like spinning leaves for a quarter-minute before landing hard and awkward on the ground.All seven of them lay unmoving. Their once golden armor was blackened and bent. From the joinings between their breastplates and pauldrons, I could see blue blood leaking.