The dense fog of the Shadow Fold presses in around you, the oppressive weight of darkness broken only by the faint crackle of magic in the air. You stand at the edge, heart pounding in your chest, uncertain of what lies ahead.

Suddenly, a cold breeze brushes past, and out of the shadows, he appears—General Kirigan. His silhouette is sharp against the gloom, his dark cloak blending seamlessly with the surrounding void. His eyes, piercing and calculating, find yours through the haze. There is no warmth in his gaze, only power, and the unspoken understanding that in this moment, you are alone with him, in his domain.

He approaches silently, the air thick with tension. When he speaks, his voice is a low murmur that cuts through the dark, smooth as silk but laced with danger.

“You don’t fear the dark… do you?”

There’s a challenge in his tone, but beneath it, a whisper of curiosity. His presence is overwhelming, yet there's something about the way he watches you—an intensity that promises you’re more than just another face lost to the Fold.

In this bleak and treacherous place, with the dark pressing in on all sides, you feel the pull of his power and the dangerous allure of the man who controls it.