The Meeting…
"We pay respect to the Envoy of the Devil…" They all greeted at the same time while on their feet, including the four who were seated behind him.
All heads bowed to the leader of the Mutant Organization.
"Rise…" His incredibly thick voice boomed through the entire structure, which seemed to shake a little as if unable to contain the weight of his words.
And slowly they all rose, taking a proper look at him.
He was unlike the rest and unbelievably a young man! A young man in his early twenties.
His hair was crimson, and they fell on his shoulder like a waterfall. His eyes were like ruby red gems In the dimly lit room, illuminating the room, in two clear beams of red light.
He had a clear, glassy like face, oval with a long jawline. Not too muscular and not too thin, everything about him seemed as if it was properly considered by a group of professional architects.
