I just know that you can't prove you have magic. I'm not saying that I believe that you can do magic.

[Because magic doesn't exist, says the Frankenstein.]

Uh, I do. [Not sure where he's going with this.] Moves? Uhh...

[Oh look, an unfortunate grunt getting too close. He tries to bark some sort of order at the two, until the wind was knocked out of his sails by a precise punch to the ribs. He collapsed completely, Veronica standing over the poor grunt, triumphant.]