"NO! Please! I'll pay whatever you want! No! NO!" Said a man, scurrying backwards across the ground. A man pursued him, calmly walking in front of him a few feet away. He held two fingers in front of him close to his chest, he began speaking, a red glow forming around him "Globus..." the man said in a deep voice, at that a glowing circle with runic symbols in it appeared in front of him, the symbols circling the inside of the circle. "Ignis...". At that the symbols grew faster and faster yet, he struck the fingers towards the man on the ground, a ball of fire emitting from the center of the circle. The man in front of him screamed, and in a instant he was reduced to nothing but ash. "Rest in piece, my friend..." The man said. He trudged back off towards the small forest, where a man was waiting for him. "The deed is done, I presume, Magi?" The man told him. "Yes..It is..." Magi said in a grim voice. "My..pay?" 

"Yes, yes. Here you are. Always money with people like you...take it and go." The man told him fishing out a stack of cash bound together by a string from his coat. He held it out, Magi grabbed it without a word, placing it in a pocket on the inside of his robe. "I hope to do business with you again soon, shall I ever need someone....shall we say...gotten rid of?" The man said with a chuckle, walking off back into town. "Unlikely.." Magi muttered under his breath. Turning the opposite way walking up the road, the tip of his robe dragging along with a slight skidding sound. 

Of course, it was highly unlikely any of his...clients...would ever find him again. There have been a few rare instances, but to most he is simply a rumor, a myth.