Class. The idea was laughable. He never truly needed his tutors. Even as a young man. He held her and kissed her again. Could his magic influence the future? He had never tried before.

When their surroundings started to bleed into each other, he caressed her cheek and kissed her again.

"Allie, Allie, focus. You need to wake up. How else will you be able to usher in that Golden Age of yours, hmm?" he prodded gently. "Please, Allie, you can do it. You can fight this."


Elsewhere, Miles had just finished lecture, actually finding it boring since he finished his assignment weeks ago. When his phone rang, he was surprised to see Allie's number.

"Hell--" Sharp pain shot through his mind.

Allie. Keeling over from poison.

He took off like a shot to the cafe where he was supposed to meet her.