Invisible Security Guard

Abudula felt better than he ever had before, his entire body brimming with strength, even a sense that he possessed a power capable of annihilating everything within him.

Unfortunately, when the mysterious Mister Angel placed his palm upon him, he was as helpless as a chick, unable to move even a muscle, pressed beneath it as if by a colossal mountain, struggling for breath.

But soon enough, he calmed down rapidly and the room fell silent.

Maurice was both excited and nervous; excited because Abudula seemed injected with a surge of vigor, moments ago he was seriously ill, yet in an instant, he’d thrashed about so fiercely that he broke the straps of his bed, what a herculean strength.

"Respected Mister Angel, I, Abudula. Matt Hardy. Ivan, express my deepest gratitude to you. Please allow me to stand and kiss your angelic hand!" Abudula, a man of the world, regained his composure and once again became the picture of a gentleman.

Yusuf Zuck released his hand, and Abudula felt his body relax, then he stood up and bowed to Yusuf Zuck.

Yusuf Zuck whispered a few words to Maurice, who then translated, "Mister Angel says that His Highness the Prince can now go for a medical examination to test his blood, a full check-up. Should your illness persist, or any ailment be found in your body, Mister Angel shall charge not a penny."

"Please." Maurice gestured to Abudula that Yusuf Zuck was ready to see him out.

"Respected sir, Abudula will come to see you again later!" The Prince was no fool, although he felt great, who knew if it wasn’t the wizard’s spell? Hence, a thorough scientific check-up was necessary otherwise he wouldn’t feel at ease.

Abudula left with his entourage, and Maurice immediately arranged for the disposal of the bodies in the room.