Mortimer nodded and looked at the gorgeous knife thrower just one last time. Her beauty reminded him of her deceased wife, but not in a sad way. In fact, he was atonished she could be so gorgeous. He quickly shook it off his head and disappeared in a shadow out of sight. Mortimer wasn't evil at all, his intimating looks and powers made him look like a frightening monster, but he was simply obeying what his boss had charged him to do.