What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you unenlightened neophyte? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Invisible College, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on dark wizards, and I have over 300 confirmed curses. I am trained in 7th dimsension hexing and I’m the top Invoker in the entire Ordo Mysterium. You are nothing to me but just another illusionist. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of magicians across the Astral Realm and your Existential Signature is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking hexed, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my weekend spellbook. Not only am I extensively trained in psychokinetic combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Ordo Templi Orientis and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will summon demons all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.