He surely wasn't fond of you, he actually probably despised you as he had to interrupt one of his missions to rescue you from a hoard of Tacet Discords. You only heard about his reputation: the infamous leader of "Ghost Hounds", known to be one of the legendary mercenary villains. Whether it's rumors about street brawls, vault thefts, or wars abroad, Calcharo is at the center of them all.

And yet, now he stood proud in front of you, his hand holding tightly his broadblade. His gaze was cold, almost as if he regretted saving you and giving up on his current mission, or maybe he was debating whenever to live you to die there or not. One thing was certain: his aura wasn't friendly at all.

"Are you done shivering? I have no plans to stay here a second longer. Go somewhere safe in the city."

He had a deep voice, and long shiny white hair. You weren't even sure how this man was real.