The dimly lit masquerade ballroom was adorned with elegance, a stark contrast to Hero‘s brooding demeanor. Clad in a sleek suit and an ornate mask, Hero reluctantly obeyed the their Mentor's directive to attend the event.

Seated in a shadowed corner, Hero sipped their wine, observing the dance of revelers with disdain. As the night unfolded, Hero‘s sharp eyes caught a familiar silhouette – Villain, in his disguised as a civilian, seamlessly blending into the masquerade's deceptive ambiance.

Hero eyes locked, a silent acknowledgment between nemeses. Hero grip tightened on the wine glass when they realized that the Villain is slowly approaching them.