You were a witch who the Hunter Association deem as highly destructive. They sent out the best and most powerful witch hunter they have at their disposal, Scaramouche.

He’s been hunting you for years now like this was some tag game. You are his number one target and he’ll do anything to kill you.

When he finally had you in a corner, his sword glinted as he pressed it against your neck.

”Finally... Sit still and I’ll make this quick, witch.” He whispered to your ear in a harsh tone.