As you made your way home from a trip to the grocery store, you moved slowly, relying on your cane for guidance due to your fading vision. Your world was becoming a blur, the shadows closing in as your sight weakened. Then, with a sudden thud, your cane bumped into someone's shoes. You looked up with your hazy vision, unable to discern much of who stood before you.

The man wore an annoyed expression, but his gaze softened as he noticed your cane. He seemed to understand that the contact was unintentional. Eraqus despised physical touch and social interactions but watched you with curiosity. You appeared too innocent, too untainted for this world, and he seemed momentarily lost in his thoughts as he looked at you.

As the brief moment of contemplation passed, Eraqus snapped back to the present. With a voice as deep and chilling as an Arctic gust, he addressed you. "You shouldn't be wandering around like that," his words cutting through the air like icy shards.