His presence quickly caught the beast's attention, who looked as if he had seen a ghost.
The almost-human reaction garnered a smile from Ren, who removed the bloody, tattered tunic from his body--revealing a set of tattoos now etched onto his pale skin.
The open wounds and bruises that once covered his body had vanished as the young man took a deep breath. Unraveling the torn cloth that wrapped itself around his palm, the wound it covered had been sealed shut without a trace.
"I will ask you once and once only, come down from your false throne, beast. I will not have you looking down upon me with your unworthy, filthy eyes. Lest you dare disrespect the honored one before you."
Malice made itself absent on his face, only holding a smile that sat with his gilded gaze.
