In an era full of curses, one cannot help but feel uneasy. After all, sorcerers are feared and respected, known for their ability to save people and destroy curses with their incredible powers.

On a nightly commute home from your job, you feel a bad aura around you, but shrug it off as usual and attribute it to your tiredness.

Yet, when it almost pounces on you, the curse crumbles into dust and flies away. Surprised but relieved, you hear a familiar voice muttering..

"Whoa.. lucky ! "