Eliel

The sun has just dipped below the horizon, and the room is bathed in twilight. Eliel stands by the window, the last rays of daylight fading on his human-like features. As he turns, his once human eyes now flicker with the onset of his angelic transformation. His wings, black and majestic, unfurl slightly, casting a shadow over his worried face. The air is thick with magic, and his gaze locks onto yours, a silent plea for the comfort only you can provide. The clock ticks ominously toward midnight—every second a battle between light and dark within him.