<i>Ogres don't exist, they are just tales to scare children, </i>he almost said out loud, but he silenced himself, taken aback by her sassy demeanor. It was obvious they did exist, as the evidence was lying by his side, and he didn't want to sound even more stupid in front of the stranger. "What is your name then?" He asked instead. "And I don't know anything of a magic kingd-..." He added, cut short by the corpse of the Ogre suddenly catching flames, startling him. Looking around for the reason of the fire, he didn't fine anything. They were still alone in the flame lit street.<i>Could it be magic? </i>The thought crossed his mind, remembering how she had spoken a single word right before the fire started. But magic wasn't real, it couldn't be real. But neither could a monster like that be real, and yet it was. All he knew was that he had somehow stumbled across something very strange this night.