A warlock

A male body.

Five feet and eight inches, dark hair with a messy beard, grey eyes and a slim figure.

"A warlock, I see." he thought as he discovered his body with her new hands "The Gods have been grateful with my deeds on my after life and gave me a very young and strong body."

The warlock entered the store and came out thirty minutes later with a new look.

Leather jacket, black jeans, white t-shirt and a comfortable pair of shoes. The warlock then decided to walk towards the barbershop the clerk told him about to trim his hair and beard to a reasonable length.

After that, the warlock got out that cell phone Melanie gave him and tried to get a handle of it. He had to take out a person from out of the crowd to help him with the phone until he finally understood how to work with it.

After dismissing that person (without giving her the release that was needed for her effect to last) he looked at the list of names and addresses and picked a target.