Oberion Empire, Imperial City.
In the middle of the night, a man was running away while being chased by countless men. His face was bloodless and expressionless, if not for his body being covered in cold sweat one wouldn't think this person is a living human. For some reason, his face was starting to distort as if something was moving behind his face. Moving and wriggling as if something is living inside its head.
When the man was blocked by a dead-end road, it didn't even take a minute for him to get surrounded by soldiers. The one in lead is a man with a dangerous feeling yet charismatic face. With an evil grin on his handsome face, his eyes were red-orange yet his hair was blonde. His features were also top-notch but like the cold abstinence the Marshal is giving out this person's vibes carries away the sense of aggressiveness. Like a proud wolf leading its pack to hunt its prey.
