"For God's sake, please tell me. Betsy, who is this guy? And how long ago was this drop of blood? " Transforming into zero, the magician Bain grabbed the neck of the cowboy and shook him vigorously. His eyes shone with a brilliance as bright as the sun in the middle of summer.

The cowboy had to hold on to his hat to keep his beloved from flying out. He flicked the magician's hand away. "That drop of blood was something from months ago. On the other hand, you, tell me Bain, how ...