The silence and darkness that echoed through the halls of the floating Trump Tower, broken only by the rhythmic sounds of snoring, were suddenly pierced by a shrill alarm tone and an intermittently flashing red light. Awakening with a start, Lenos almost fell out of his seat. He did manage to catch himself, but not his mug of booz; his now drenched pantleg and a rapidly disappearing puddle being all that remained of its contents. He grunted, knowing the mug would refill its self when set right again, but it was the principle of the thing. With a prestidigitative wave of his hand, he extracted the booz from his clothes and whisked it all neatly into his mouth. With that unpleasantness addressed he looked at the tower monitor he had passed out at.
MAGICAL DISCHARGE DETECTED AT SUCH AND SUCH TIME AND XY COORDINATES BLA
CASTER LEVEL 87
SPELL TYPE: UNKNOWN
"What the fuck?" He blurted, as his hand dove into his robe to pull out his EDC.
Pulling out a small black tube with two tiny white knobs on opposite ends of the center, he twisted the knob specifically and then unravelled a long thin scroll and activated the prepared spell therein, casting Time Stop.
He had taken several liberties with his time and maximization abilities when crafting the scroll, as well as its counterpart, but even with all that he only had a few minutes in frozen time. He had ascertained during previous experiments that the tower computer operated on some sort of quantum level, and was unaffected by the spell, so he could gather sufficient analysis.
"What the fuck have you assholes done this time," he muttered, pouring over sensor data of the incident. "Just in time," he said, looking at the previous epicenter, as well as a second and similar discharge signature was beginning to appear. In addition, a third discharge had just formed as the time stop had taken effect.
MAGICAL DISCHARGE DETECTED AT SUCH AND SUCH TIME AND XY COORDINATES RIGHT BY THE LAST ONE
CASTER LEVEL 26
SPELL TYPE: DIVINE - SUBCATEGORY: WAR
DEITY: ADOLPH HITLER
SUBJECT: INFERNIUS PRESTON
Lenos continued to analyze the data surrounding the initial discharge, specifically moments leading up to it. After effectively rewinding surveillance and zooming in really close, he was quickly able to determine that the empty space where the discharge occurred had previously been occupied by Thez. Looking to a side panel he quickly observed where the new discharge was forming. Addy was there. He quickly poured through a few more displays before leaning back in his chair. His hand reached for the other knob on his EDC tube, and he unravelled the other scroll hidden inside. Laying the scroll out in front of him on the console he looked very long and hard at the nature of the Miracle which Infernius had called for. He had watched Infernius' divine magic countless times, and could generally predict what was happening based on the spell, but it had been years since the bull had cast that spell, and that was to complete the final solution.
But he also knew the shape and structure of Infernius' magic, and so he began to sketch a diagram using the inputs for the computer.
"This magic is quite astounding, little fellow," came a voice from behind him. A female voice, and one he didnt recognize.
"If you like that, you should see what this tower would do if we weren't in suspended time," he barked back without turning. His tone of voice was playful, but his face was set in a stern gaze, dimly illuminated by the computer monitor.
"I do hope you'll pardon my arrival. I'm otherwise not one to intrude uninvited. Great magics are at work; some, Im pleased to find coming from unusual sources. May I ask what your interest in this matter is?" The woman softly asked.
"This is my home, and these are my friends," he replied with the usual inflection of a dragon, which is to emphasize them as possessions.
"Quite," even without turning, he could hear her smile as she spoke.
Lenos finished his calculations, modifications, and specifications to the spell scroll, and then pulled out a leather bundle from a small pack at his back waistline. He then set the bundle on a precise circle that was among the additions to the scroll. Patting them affectionately - undoubtedly his finest piece of magical crafting - he readied the prepared spell scroll.
"The magic I was referring to is in that bundle, little friend." The woman said, still and unmoving throughout. She never said another word, and when Lenos finally would turn to look, she will be absent through whatever means she got there in still time at all.
But after this final statement, and with but a moment to spare; Lenos cast a wish augmentation to the Miracle spell that Infernius had just cast.
"Good luck, flank steak," he said.