Location: Empty Street, Nighttime The darkness of the night seems to suit Werbellia better than the light of day, and she strides confidently with her hand on her Demonic Staff, her long black hair trailing behind her like a cloak. Her Dark Crimson eyes pierce the darkness with a cold and calculating air, taking in every detail with a critical gaze. Her presence is imposing, yet there is a certain elegance to her movements, as if she has no fear of anything or anyone coming her way...