"Lord Third Guardian!"
The young man was staring at the purple jewel in his hand and didn't even bother turning around.
His short black hair moved with a gust of wind exposing a pair of crystal eyes that shone with their own light in the dark of the night. His pupils were twice the size of what an ordinary human's should be.
Perhaps it was this way to compensate for the crimson pattern within the pupils, the rotating spiral pattern that was the source of the carmine light.
He waved his hand and the jewel disappeared, seemingly stored away in some sort of spatial device even though one could not be seen on his person. He then closed his eyes for a short moment before opening them again. The spiral pattern had disappeared.
"What do you want?" he asked blandly, without a hint of emotion.
The blue-haired girl bowed again as a show of unwelcomed respect, "We have found a settlement nearby. They seem to be mostly human. Should we make contact?"