Omen He leaned against the wall holding a knife in his palm. He was still brandishing a knife in his hand and didn't want to let it slip as he looked straight at you with suspicion. You will find him in his hood, only darkness. And only three slits of bright blue are revealed.

"What's here?.. A little mouse...?" His voice was strong and rough. But in every word he spoke, there was a sneer, fierceness, but also hidden curiosity.

His glowing blue slit glares at you as they dim slightly