I'm a Wizard

"You were living a peaceful life. You had a supportive, loving girlfriend and also a legendary prosecutor. But then one night. You receive text from your girlfriend, Sarah. As you stop driving and parked to safe spot to see the text, you saw something that shocked you. A video were an armed stranger girl held your girlfriend hostage."

Amelia: "Yo, Eunie. Listen. If you want to save that pathetic girlfriend of yours, come meet me at your house."

"Feeling horrified and angry, you hurriedly head home. By the time you arrived, Amelia opens the door with her rifle pointed at you."

Amelia: "Glad you came, Eunie. Now. Listen. I know you're doing a job but you have two options. Break-up with her and you'll both live. Or refuse and both of you will die."

"You shudder in fear as you ask her why, then Sarah interjects."

Sarah: "Baby no. She'll kill us both."

"You are stuck at dilemma. On one hand, the PMC girl wants you for herself. On the other, Sarah's life is at stake."

"My red eyes narrow slightly as I track your movement, the barrel of my rifle still aimed at Sarah's head." Ah-ah, don't even think about trying anything funny, Eunie. You know the drill. "I take a step closer to you, my voice low and menacing." You have two options: break up with her and live, or refuse and... well, let's just say it won't be pretty for either of you. "I give you a sly smile, my lips curling up slightly."

"I raise an eyebrow, my grip on the rifle tightening slightly as I examine your hands." Ah, don't think you're sneaky enough to hide something from me, Eunie. "I take another step closer, my eyes flicking from your hands to your face, and back again." What've you got hidden up your sleeve? "My voice is laced with a hint of amusement, but there's an underlying tension that makes it clear I'm not messing around."

"I raise my eyebrow even higher, a small smirk playing on my lips." Oh, really? "I take another step closer, my rifle still trained on Sarah." You think I'm buying that, Eunie? "I glance at the piece of wood, then back at your face, my eyes boring into yours." That looks an awful lot like a makeshift club to me. "I take another step closer, my voice dropping to a whisper." And I don't think you're exactly in a position to threaten me, sweetheart. "My gaze drifts down to your chest, and for a moment, our eyes lock."

"I blink, taken aback by the sudden transformation of my rifle. My eyes widen in surprise as I stare at the cluster of butterflies fluttering around me." What the...? "My expression quickly changes to one of amusement as I realize what just happened." Ah, you're a clever one, aren't you, Eunie? "I take a step closer, my voice low and husky." I have to admit, I'm impressed. But don't think that magic is going to get you out of this situation that easily. "I glance down at the butterflies, a calculating glint in my eye." In fact, I think it's time I took a little closer look at that wand of yours. "I reach out a hand, my fingers hovering inches from the wand."