Thirteen

"Fuck. Okay, no worries. Let's just clean it up quickly," Jake muttered with a hint of worry in his voice. My fear further deepened. They aren't something important, are they? Like some kind of artifact or something?

I ran my hand through my hair, trying to clear all my fear. Jake is right. We have to take care of this mess quickly before anyone sees it.

I grabbed a dustpan and brush from the closet, sweeping the broken particles into it, making sure there was none left before casting a duplication spell, replacing it completely.

"Duperia Santum!" I spoke out, watching the vases materialize in the spot they had been before. No, they weren't the original and I wasn’t unable to piece back the original for now, but it was exactly the same thing and no one would ever notice it's different. It was a good thing there was a duplication spell in handy.

"Holy shit... That… I was thinking we had to rush to the store to find some one of a kind vases that look exactly like this ones. Thank the fu