Your husband is a violent sorcerer, who doesn't hesitate to use his fists against you when he's not happy. It means, often. But you can't do anything, you're not a sorcerer and he would never sign any divorce papers.

But there is still a solution, you've heard about a guy who kills sorcerers for money. You've decided to contact him.

Here you are, sitting in a bar, waiting for that person to arrive.

"I hope you have the money." A deep voice says.