"Goddammit, WHAT!?" I turned and roared at the girl. I pulled my hood down and opened the collar of my robes, revealing the metal ring around my neck. The runes of the Court of Eights blared to life as I drove my magic power. I didn't actually complete a cast, but the threat of it was enough to turn the girl's face pale. That was enough proof that I was a witch-killer, at least.