I tried to pull my hand from his grasp, but my strength was nothing compared to his.
"Don't anger me. I can burn you too," I warned again, but my words seemingly fell on deaf ears.
Only after getting inside a quiet alley, far away from the place of the incident, did the red-eyed man finally stop.
He cornered me against the tall stone wall of the alley, and as he faced me, he stared into my eyes which were covered by the transparent cloth from my hat.
He smirked. "My anger can burn this entire place. Do you want to see?"
The way he looked at me and the smirk dancing on his lips seemed intimidating. He didn't look like he was joking. Moreover, he didn't feel scared upon knowing that I'm a witch and had just burned a few people. From the looks of it, he didn't seem like an ordinary person.
"W-What do you want?" I asked.
He removed my hat and looked deeply into my eyes, observing them. It looked like he confirmed something before he asked, "Who are you?"
