They must be almost to the end of the town, Wiz thought.

By the time Wiz reached the door again, the air in the room was clear.

With Wiz in the lead the group made its way down the hall.

Then she took another step out into the full light and Wiz saw it was a woman.

Wiz suddenly found himself standing alone in the middle of the room.

Let's see, Wiz thought as he made his way back across the square.

The last thing Wiz wanted was to be responsible for the man's death.

Why does the Wiz think it fell on hard times?

In a matter of minutes Wiz had two new accounts set up.

Wiz thought hard for a couple of minutes and then he smiled.

No one made a move to offer Wiz a drink.

Wiz looked out the door and saw a man coming down the street with a live chicken in each hand.

Find out if you're a wiz at the physics of power!

Wiz turned that over in his mind and then returned to the main point.

"And you said that Wiz believed we had at least two weeks?"

Wiz looked down through the hatch and out the open door.

"This looks more like it," said Wiz as they came to the third door.

And maybe it's difficult to understand if you're not a math wiz.

"Then carry him," Wiz said and turned away into the night.

The way he said it left Wiz no doubt that had been his plan all along.

I think about it every time someone refers to me as the Wiz.

He was so still and composed that at first Wiz thought they were too late.

Wiz was already around that corner and in the middle of a fight.

She was too scared to hold out on him, usually, but she'd needed wiz money.

Curious about the thing, he had once asked the Wiz to let him try it for a second.