"Well look at this." Faziir held out one of his insectoid arms, upon which he wore what on the first glance seemed like a wristwatch. But the longer one looked at it, the more weird and cryptic details one noticed. Wrong amount of hands, wrong shape, wrong ticking. "It makes the chaotic events of the coincidentally world turn more in my favor. Trains arrive on time, rain comes when I need it and leaves when I don't, I luckily meet important people when they are in a good mood. Many small things like that, make the life easier. It would certainly have a strategic value." He pulled his arm back.
"We also have more explosive and spectacular magic. The most destructive being when we set the sky on fire, can turn entire cities to cinders." His eyes gleamed and sparked. "You came here to sign something, but you carried it with you all along."
Faziir reached into the attire of Alexa, pulling out a sheet of parchment from somewhere in her clothes. "We call it 'delivery by coincidence'. Through a series of random events it ends up where it needs to be. We did not know it would end up with you, we did not know you would come here. We just knew it would be where it was needed." The parchment caught flames and Faziir tried to hectically put it out. "Sometimes it does that. All that unused stacked up coincidence being released." He held the charred contract out for Alexa to sign.
