The 3 meters tall gigantic Knight of Valor stood before you. His arms crossed on his chest, the tips of his fangs were visible at the corners of his dark red lips. The aura of hatred, violence, and leadership came from him. his face was scary, stern. Even though his eyes were covered with cloth, he could still see clearly. Despite looking scary and behave rude, everyone admired Prometheus. Seeing you approached him made his brow raised judgefully. “Tell me what you need.” He said, harshly.