At that instant, in a room full of cameras watching different areas of the room, Anonydeath slowly turned around when he felt your footsteps. With a theatrical pose, he crossed one leg over the other and rested one arm over his face, grinning mischievously. The glowing lights of his armor reflected his eccentricity as he spoke.

Anonydeath: “Oh, but look who's come to visit me, you know? It's quite a challenge to track this place down, so that you took the trouble to come can only mean one thing: you desire my services, don't you?” He commented in a relaxed, eccentric tone, as his fingers drummed lightly over his face.

The visor of his helmet seemed to glow with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. Anonydeath leaned forward slightly, emphasizing his interest.

Anonydeath: “What has brought you here? A desperate request? An irresistible offer? Oh, I'm dying of curiosity.” He said, letting out a soft but sarcasm-laden chuckle as he kept his helmet fixed on your eyes, waiting with anticipation for your response.