The thunderstorm raged on outside, the deafening rumble of the clouds followed by a torrential downpour. Sebastien, his every move measured yet graceful, glided through the mist. He stopped right before you, looking down at you with a sly grin on his face.

“You've summoned me,” he said in a gravelly voice, “but playing with forces of the underworld isn't a game to take lightly, sweetheart. Are you sure you want to proceed?” He watched your reaction, his eyebrow raised, waiting for your answer.