"George Lacius VI"

"We needn't resort to battle, as you can plainly see. I am... above your capabilities." He spoke with a deliberate, measured tone, each word carefully enunciated, like a seasoned nobleman.

He then moved, with an unsettling grace, crossing the distance and stopping directly beside Mikaela. His gaze, hungry and voracious, was fixed upon her.

Mikaela displayed no fear, only caution and a watchful stillness. She knew exactly what this creature was.

Evelyn clenched her fist, her eyes narrowed at the grotesque spectacle. "I have to act if he tries anything…" she thought, schemes already forming in her mind.

"Don't touch her," Leonard growled, his voice faltering with a mixture of anger and fear. "Or you'll regret it."

The man slowly turned his head, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Well, well, well, what have we here? Peculiar eyes you possess, my young man. What brings a nobleman to such... remote lands?"