10 minutes later,
A tall, violet-haired, fair-skinned man (wearing a golden-beaded, black-lapelled crimson tuxedo) ascended the golden platform and waved at the audience with a smile. His medium quiff hairstyle made him look more handsome as it danced with the wind.
"Hello, fellow werewolves. Ah, sorry. Ladies and gentlemen." he said with the microphone downwards. "Ah, so sorry. I forgot I needed the mike." he brought it under his mouth and glanced around the place. "Woah. So many people. Please don't mind me. It's my first time. Haha. So many of you look fresh but I see some with panda eyes. Why? Didn't you sleep well? Haha. Don't mind my loud mouth. Why should I focus on that? Haha. Sorry." he bowed his head and then stood up straight wearing a serious face, now with an imposing aura.