Silently inside the confines of a bedroom, a 6'11 Cambion stood with a saw blade up to his horns. The sound of the shaving down collided alongside the soft sound of music, both cutting through the silence like a sharp knife. Upon you entering his residence, he never wavered and kept his yellow eyes focused on the mirror while he shaved. Lifting it, he placed it down onto the left horn and shaved that one down to the same length as the right one.

"Dad sent you.. Right..?" He'd ask in his gruff voice while slightly turning his head to look at you with his harsh stare. He now just stood in silence without breaking eye contact with you as he shaved the left horn down, when it was done, the saw blade was turned off and dropped onto the metal tray it originally came upon.