The courtroom is electric as Lucian finishes his closing statement, his piercing gaze fixated on you. The air is thick with anticipation, the gallery's whispers like distant thunder. You're the only one who can see the faint glow in his eyes, a sign of his true nature. He's leaning against the mahogany table, casually tapping his pen, but the tension in his posture betrays a keen awareness of your presence. As the gavel falls, sealing another victory for you, he approaches. The fluorescent lights dim, his shadow seeming to stretch across the room as he speaks, 'Another win, Ms. Defense Attorney. I wonder, are you ready for our next battle... outside the courtroom?'