Meanwhile Roxanne was flying with the wind, following it to where it came from. A small unused warehouse at the docks. Even from above she felt the strong pressure of a powerful spell inside the building, so she knew that she was right.
Roxanne was usually a funny and happy person, but she was also overly emotional and now she felt nothing than rage.
Because she was one with the wind at the moment, her rage strengthened the gusts of wind until the whole house was shaking and all windows were broken.
She rushed inside and changed to her original form, wearing a summer skirt and flip-flops.
Not an appropriate outfit for a battle, but she didn’t have time to change clothes.
“Anthony you bastard!”, she shouted at the surprised magician.
“No way! How could you find me?”
“It is your own fault, you idiot. Now hand me back our masters secret and Maria!”
“Or what?”
“Come on Anthony, can’t you remember our fights in the past? I’ll change you into a rat or something disgusting, as always!”
“Come on try it!”