Kapitel 10: I DID ALL THIS

The stranger's dark eyes seemed to pierce through the air, his dark brown hair cascading over his shoulder like a waterfall of night. His towering frame, easily over 6 feet tall, exuded an aura of intensity. Cherry noticed his eyes were rimmed with red, his nails elongated to an unnatural length, and his thick beard and brows seemed to bristle with a life of their own - a testament to his extraordinary hairiness.

Marcy turned to Cherry, her expression reassuring, before fixing her gaze back on the stranger. "He's one of the pure-bloods," she whispered, her voice laced with a hint of intrigue.

The stranger's deep voice rumbled, "It's been a while, Diane." His eyes narrowed, his tone dripping with a low, menacing growl.

Marcy's response was laced with playful sarcasm, "Pleasure to reunite with you again, Everon. How fare the other Dark Knights?"

Everon's reply was laced with a bitter edge, "Most are fallen, courtesy of Diavro's treachery... Hand over the girl."