"Y-you bastard. Damn you to the deepest pits of hell." Lying on the ground a dark mage cursed the man who had slain… no slain would be putting what he did lightly to this dark mages's squad. They were annihilated, most of them had painted the town red involuntarily with their blood though one would notice that this portion of the village was covered by what seemed to be ashes though no flames had left their mark. 

The dark mage never could imagine that such a simple job would've turned into a brutal slaughter. They were tasked to just collecting loans that a family couldn't pay back to their employer and they were given the ability to use any means necessary to get the money back. They had entered the inn that the family owns and had destroyed much of their property and threatened to burn their business to the ground. That was when a single mage, a young man with cold eyes to give Death himself a run for his money. There were no words exchanged since you can't reason with these kind of men so he opted for the alternative; make sure they will never hurt anyone again. 

The young mage glanced down at the ruffian, his eyes showed no mercy and they certainly weren't going to put the effort of feigning it. He kicked the man's face in, breaking his nose without too much effort. The dark mage yelled and cursed at his newfound pain, calling the mage a variety of rather hateful slurs though stopped as the young man held his blade in the dark mage's general direction. "If you are going curse anything, curse fate." 

The dark mage didn't have a chance to utter a word. The blade had cut through his neck like hot knife cutting butter, leaving the now deceased dark mage's ugly head rolling down the street. 

Without much of a word, the mage swiped the blood of his sword and sheathed it before walking away. The man wandered out of the village and walked through the main highway, walking to the next place. He took out a map from his backpack and unfolded it to observe where the next stop would be. "Magnolia City." He mumbled, placing the map back in his backpack. He could only wonder what would be in store for him there.