[ EU ] Muggle technology has become advanced enough to be indistinguishable from magic

`` I wave my little wand, and sing a little spell~'' 
 
 He hummed as he walked through the burning town. Hay and wood constructions were so nice for a good bonfire. He saw an untouched tavern and thought an arson tinged thought. 
 
 The psychic helmet on his head sent a tingle down his spine. He raised his hand and concentrated. A ball of blue plasma built in his hand and he waved. 
 
 The fireproof enchantments of the building held briefly, flashing gold before collapsing. Another wave of his hand and the door sealed as the ions of the plaster adhered to the wood of the door. He heard screams as the roof began to collapse. 
 
 `` I hear a little witch burning in my backyard~'' 
 
 A splash of red light struck him from the back. He staggered, then straightened and turned. 
 
 `` St-stand still! Put your wand on the ground now!'' someone said, `` I'll- I'll kill you if you do n't?'' 
 
 He tilted his head, eyeing the nervous red-robed man before him. Ah... one of the police type individuals was n't he? Probably involved in muggle baiting back in the old days. His lip curled with anger and disgust. He said softly, `` You... will kill me?'' 
 
 A harsh laugh barked from his throat. The wizard muttered something and cast a weak green lit spell that only managed to splash uselessly against a floating ion grain of his armored suit. It shorted out under the'death spell' but was quickly replaced as the suit extruded another tiny particle. To the naked eye, it looked like he absorbed the spell to no effect. 
 
 He savoured the man's hopeless, flabbergasted expression. 
 
 `` Like you wizards murdered my sister? Like you wizards disfigured my mother? Like you wizards torched my home?'' he felt himself grin viciously under his helm. 
 
 His knuckles cracked as he pulled his hands into fists just a little too rapidly. `` Ah~ I'm going to enjoy this...'' 
 
 `` You-'' 
 
 A tongue of flame spilled from his hand as he thought a thought of fire. It struck against the wizard's shoulder, barely missing his head only to explode against the building behind. The wizard screamed, stumbling back and attempting to retaliate. Again, a spell splashed uselessly against him. 
 
 `` Run, little wizard. Run!'' 
 
 The wizard leapt back, transforming into a fox that ran quickly down an alley. His exosuit lit up as the enhancement muscles kicked in and the world flew past him as he ran down his prey. 
 
 `` This is for everyone who has died because of you monsters! This is for everyone who forgot!'' 
 
 He cornered his prey at last between a block of burning pyres. The fox turned back into a man, limping by now and half-burnt. He began to open his mouth to plead, but his words were lost in the flickering of the flames. 
 
 `` We will never forget what you have done to us while we muggles were weak and vulnerable...'' 
 
 He breathed out. The onboard chemical balancer sent a dose of calming chemicals straight into his spine and his shoulders relaxed again. He walked on, almost dreamily. 
 
 `` Now... on to the next village...'' 
 

