Mal couldn't believe what he was seeing. Did nobody care?! That kid! He... He just fucking used MAGIC!!! Walking up to the... the... ... Mal grabbed him and pushed him against the wall, completely ignoring what was going on around him "Spill it! What are you! And don't even THINK about trying to trick me. Only monsters can use magic! I should know. I hunt them for a living. What. The hell! Are you?"

But before the kid could respond a blade jutted out from Mal's right shoulder. Dropping the boy and his gun, he clutched at the wound and looked over at his assailant. It was a guard, taking advantage of his lack of attention. Burning anger ran through Mal's brain and he felt a searing hot, yet cool, sensation running up his arm from his bracelet. The next thing he knew, the guard was on fire. Stunned, Mal silently looked at his hand, where his bracelet had been glowing. "I... I can use... magic... It... can't be..."