Prologue

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"Idiots!!" A man named Graymorr exclaimed as he watched his minions, one boy and one girl, fail once again to capture the princesses.
He watched as the boy shot a spell at the girls that they easily dodged. He watched as the girl grabbed the boy and disappeared with him once the princesses eventually shot one of their powerful spell towards them.
Graymorr made the image of the two disappear in rage.
"Why can't they do anything right??" He growled.
Graymorr had sent them down to Earth to do his dirty work, because he could not leave Ephidia for what ever reason. He had thought that, they would somehow manage to capture the princesses, but each time they came up with a plan that "couldn't fail", it always failed.
As he sat in the Ephidian throne, which did not belong whatsoever to him, he sighed.
"Where and why did I ever find those fools?" He thought to himself.
"And why did I ever make them my minions??"

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