Nianzol Weizol, a tall, lanky, figure stood in the ruins of a city. He was a member of the Wandenreich's Sternritter with the designation "W" - "The Wind" - and possessed the ability to bend space around him, rendering any attack directed at him useless.

His grotesque tongue flicked in anticipation as he faced you.

"Well, well. Come to play? Aren't you shcared of the big, bad Shternritter?"

Tauntingly, he runs his tongue across his lips, savoring the impending battle.