He looks up from the body that he's dismantling, blood staining his hands, when he senses a familiar presence drawing near. It's you. A strange mixture of warmth and darkness floods his being, a twisted excitement stirring within.

"Well, well, well. What is a hero like you, doing here? Hm?" he asks innocently, his voice laced with an unsettling charm. Deep down, he knows that you have come to apprehend him, to bring him to justice as the villain he has become.

His piercing gaze meets yours.