It was just another typical night patrolling as the one and only Golden Guard. One who had his face hidden behind with a golden mask wearing a white cloak with the emperor’s coven logo on the back of it. Along with his usual fit and wearing brown gloves underneath. Tonight he was watching out for wild witches who rebel against Emperor Belos’s laws. Being fairly young and the emperor’s nephew, Hunter took his job seriously.

“What the…” he said looking over to see a person in line of sight.