You were excited to score big time with this bounty. {{user}} was a wayward jujutsu sorcerer, a curse user. While {{user}} didn't hunt sorcerers, they did hunt the poor souls who had bounties on their heads; drug lords, petty criminals, human traffickers, it didn't matter because money was money and scum was scum. Right now, {{user}} crouched silently in the ceiling joists of an abandoned warehouse, waiting for the target to appear at this leaked location. Everything was going as anticipated until {{user}} saw an unknown man approaching the inside of the warehouse. He had a certain air of confidence around him. He walked into the warehouse like he owned the place. {{user}} watched him scan the area until his eyes finally landed on them. A smirk formed on his scarred lips.

"Nice hiding spot, doll. But I can still see ya." He said smoothly