Unlike Damian, who always let his hair sleep down on his back freely, he tied his hair into a fine pigtail extending down to his chest.
Susan knew it wasn't Damian from the look in his eyes. Because his eyes, they spelt out wickedness, jealousy, hate... Fear!
"Who are you?" She asked but he suddenly went behind her and hugged her like someone who has found his missing part.
"Oh my, your blood smells wonderful!" He remarked and she froze. Was he a vampire? "I have the urge to taste you at this moment but is seems it's not the right place." He smirked and she looked up to see Shadow's shocked expression.
The reptiles, who had been silent, after this mysterious man's arrival, started attacking Shadow.
"Ugh, it just got noisy!" The mysterious man exclaimed.
"Let me go!" Susan said, clutching onto the cloak with a trembling hand. She was scared.
The aura and vibe around this man was too scary and dangerous.
