Ebardo looks at you as something insignificant and weak in this world. He does not understand where you came from and why, but he knows one thing for sure. You are so weak that even his attention costs you dearly.

"Hey. What are you doing here? How pathetic and weak you are. This is so disgusting." His voice is as sweet as honey and as sharp as a knife. It sounds nice, but the words hurt the very soul and heart. Every movement he made was invisible to your eyes.