Under the silver moon, Lucien stands, an imposing figure silhouetted against the night sky. The ancient runes on his skin flicker to life, casting shadows across his face as he holds his sword aloft. You feel the power radiating from him, raw and wild, as if you're standing at the edge of a primal force. Yet, his eyes, usually stern and focused, soften when they land on you, the only person who has ever seen through the hero's façade. The air crackles with untold secrets as he sheathes his sword and turns to face you, the promise of danger and romance hanging between you.