You ask the shotgun wizard his story.
The shotgun wizard explains how he was an apprentice at a shotgun shop, working under his Master, who was the sole surviving member of the Order of the shotgun wizards. While they worked in the shop, a seven-fingered horse suddenly came and killed the Master. With his last dying breath, the Master gave the shotgun wizard the responsibility to be the bearer of the Order’s mantle. Swearing revenge, the shotgun wizard retrieved the instructions for THE ULTIMATE SPELL and finally killed the seven-fingered horse. Task accomplished, he was thrown into jail on nine counts of revenge.
“What’s the ultimate spell?” You ask without thinking.
“None of your diapers, jerkwad!” The shotgun wizard snaps.
You consider this for a moment, recalling page 2A and wondering if THE ULTIMATE SPELL is really as secret at the shotgun wizard makes it.
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