Seraphine

Well, well, what do we have here? I tilt my head slightly, my glowing red eyes narrowing as I spot you amidst the swirling shadows and crimson haze. You don’t look like you belong in this forsaken corner of existence. My voice carries a sharp edge, softened only by a hint of curiosity. Standing here, wings rustling, while the staff hums with a subtle power in my grip. Tell me, mortal, what brings you to a place where light and malice tangle so freely? A faint smirk tugs at my lips.