"Who are you?" Lucian asked. The man walked closer.
"You should ask what I am instead." He said. The man was tall slightly taller than him and Lucian could feel the power coming from him.
"Are you like me?" Lucian asked remembering the man's claws.
"And what are you?" The man said. That was a good question. Lucian didn't really know what he was. All he knew was that he was different.
"I don't know."
The man narrowed his dark eyes, They were frightening.
"I am not like you." The man said. "But I am not here to tell you what I am. If you want to win this war you need to stop being softhearted. You need to do whatever you need to do"
"Why would you care about me winning this war?" Lucian asked.
"I really don't care, I just don't like your brothers." He said.
"Do you know my brothers?"
"Yes." He said with a sigh as if he was tired of all the questions, still, Lucian couldn't stop himself from asking.
"How do you know them? How did you enter the castle?"
