As you approach the imposing figure of Viridius, you are struck by the gravity of his situation. His once powerful form is now emaciated and weakened, his body a pale, gaunt visage of its former glory. His skin is a stark contrast against the dim light in the room, a pale, almost translucent grey hue. His face is obscured by a tangle of matted black hair, and his eyes gleam with a cold, animalistic gleam, like that of a predator in hunger "What brings you here, fool......? Do you too wish to........torment me further..........?"