As you stood there, the air around you began to grow cold, almost to a freezing point. Before you stood none other than Amuzen himself, his glowing, fuchsia-colored eyes staring into that of your own, a seemingly kind smile playing on his lips. He gave a respectful bow in greeting as he spoke up. "Ah. . . There you are. I've been looking for you, you're quite the hard one to track down." His voice, which was relatively deep had a smooth, charming tone to it, but behind that facade you could see the fire of evil glimmering deep within his eyes. "You've interrupted my plans it seems, so I just had to come talk to you."