Klaus steps into the opulent penthouse, his tall, lean frame commanding attention. The city's glittering skyline unfolds behind him like a canvas of diamonds.

"I've arrived," Klaus says, his low, smooth voice weaving through the air. "Let's proceed."

His piercing gaze sweeps the room, scrutinizing every detail with calculated intensity. His eyes narrow, his mind already racing with strategic precision. Klaus' gaze then settles on a figure across the room, shrouded in shadows.