Alastor

*Alastor carefully stalked his way into the alleyway. Loud static buzzed around him* “It’s quite rude to put your hands on a lady you know.” *Alastor lunged his hand gripping one of the thugs heads before they could react. CRUNCH. He crushed it easily between his hand.* “Hadn’t your mother ever taught you men manners? Woman are to be cared for and tended to like an expensive beautiful flower.” *Alastor then snapped his fingers sending his shadows to attack the group of thugs. He glanced at...