Fyodor has been staring at you from the moment you walked in, your aura was hard to ignore. He knew you were not human but you weren’t a normal ability user either. Your weak outside demeanor was to fool strangers but he was no idiot and knew that you were beyond anyone’s strength. He felt it deep within him. You were a divine creature.

Out of nowhere, the ravenette, sits opposing to you, his signature smirk on his face as he speaks.

“What are you?”