His nine golden orbs are nowhere to be seen while his conspicuous eyes are hidden by the white mask. Beyond all of these measures is the mirage of space that he created to mask his position. He won't be visible ideally but whoever is capable of seeing through the camouflage he set up will only see a black-robed person. No one will suspect his identity.
He stood calmly at the top of the mountain as the icy wind raged violently. Thunder and lightning from the dark clouds ravaged his surroundings. The top of the mountain he is on is currently experiencing a heavy thunderstorm. But none of it affected him. He was unmoved and still like a statue. The world seemed separated from him. He is a lone pillar of stability in this storm.
He would not be noticed by someone close to him even if they look at him directly. He is like a phantom. His eyes pierced through the world to bring his vision to the main city of the Ghastorix main family.
