Modern World Warlock-Chapter 57: Panic at the Nightclub

From the top of a building a few streets away from Joseph’s mansion, a young boy was overlooking the scene with a dissatisfied expression.

"Aww man, I got here too late…" he muttered.

The boy had dark hair and crimson eyes, similar to Dante’s, and an innocent-looking face.

When Dante and Megan hastily left the mansion to get on a couple of black SUVs waiting for them, the boy spotted the warlock turning his gaze towards him, making him feel an overwhelming sense of danger.

In less than a second, large bat wings appeared from the boy’s back as he quickly flew away to a safer location.

Hiding on the rooftop of another tall building, the boy sat down with his eyes widened with fear.

’That man is dangerous…’ the boy thought.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of wings flapping nearby, catching his attention as another young kid flew down to the rooftop—A little girl of the same height with dark hair and crimson eyes.

"Asher, what’s wrong? Did you complete the task?" The girl innocently asked.

"No. I got there too late…" the boy replied with a pout.

"Really? But I sensed you flying away…" the girl continued before getting interrupted.

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"There was someone dangerous there, Amara," Asher commented.

The girl crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow with suspicions, inquiring if the boy wasn’t making it up for failing his task.

"I’m not making it up!" He exclaimed.

"Fine, I’ll go see it too, then," the girl said in a somewhat arrogant tone.

"No, sis, wait! I’m serious… Let’s just go back for now," Asher exclaimed with a hint of terror in his voice.

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At Firewater Nightclub, Zac and his group were guided to a table reserved for them on the side of the venue.

The redhead had heard rumors that it could cost up to one thousand kepis to get a table. However, since Victoria was one of the owners, it was free of charge for them.

When they arrived at their seats, they were given a complimentary vodka bottle on the house, which Zac knew was expensive, making him feel slightly guilty about it.

Two large bottles of orange juice accompanied the service, and as Victoria handed a cocktail to Zac, she noticed he looked nervous.

"Everything all right?" she asked the redhead, her voice muffled by the loud music.

"Y-Yeah! I just… I’ve never had expensive alcohol like this," Zac replied, speaking loudly so his voice could be heard.

In reality, Zac had only gotten drunk once when he was eighteen. He believed that drinking was a social activity, and since he had been distant from others his entire life, he never had anyone to share that experience with.

"Well, there is always a first time for everything," Victoria said, getting closer to Zac’s ears so that he could clearly listen to her voice.

*Clink* Zac and his group cheered with their cocktails before taking a sip.

’Hmm, it barely tastes like vodka…’ The redhead thought, chugging down half of the glass.

Thirty minutes later, the group downed half of the vodka bottle, and while Zac was laughing and having a good time with Victoria and Sophia, Maya kept a more serious expression as she scanned the venue.

Zac stood up from his seat and got out of the booth, prompting the pink-haired agent to ask him what he was doing.

"I just gotta pee real quick…" the redhead replied, his cheeks blushing from the alcohol in his system.

"Okay, then," Maya commented, allowing the redhead to stumble slightly through the dance floor to the restrooms.

As Zac got inside a toilet booth and closed the door, he let out a long sigh, his vision tumbling from side to side.

*Phew* "Much better…" he muttered after finishing.

Suddenly, his drunken thoughts were interrupted when he heard a loud ’bang’ outside the restroom, followed by the desperate screams of the guests.

’Was that a gunshot!?’ Zac thought, bolting out of the bathroom and finding the venue in chaos as people were trying to get out simultaneously.

The redhead stood on his tippy toes to get a better overhead look, searching for his group as the people around him were pushing each other to the exit.

"I see Sophia…" The redhead muttered, seeing the blonde in their booth.

Using his arms to push the people out of his way, Zac walked towards Sophia, who had a terrified expression on her face.

"Zac!" The blonde shouted as she spotted the man in the sea of people.

"I’m here!" He shouted back as he reached the table.

"He took her!" Sophia exclaimed.

The redhead knew what she meant exactly without her having to spell it out, desperately asking which way they went.

Sophia pointed at the back exit, saying that Maya had followed them. Before Zac could rush out of the venue, the blonde urged him to be careful, as the bully looked completely different.

Going in the contrary way to the rest of the people in the venue, Zac pushed them away as he vaulted over the tables, finding it difficult to move without hurting the guests next to him.

When he reached the back exit, he kicked it open and got to the dark alley behind, where Maya was pointing her gun to the side.

"Tori!" Zac shouted and turned, widening his eyes with shock and fear at the sight.

Turner, who used to be an average-looking man, was much taller than before.

He wasn’t wearing a shirt, which showcased the black veins coursing through his body that reached the left side of his face.

His left arm was disproportionate to the rest of his body, looking like his muscles were about to burst, and his left eye was glowing with a red hue that made his appearance even creepier.

Turner was holding Victoria by the neck against the wall with his massive left arm, and after Zac noticed the rips on her dress while struggling to breathe, his mind went entirely blank.