The boy in front of the half-wolf had an unusual appearance. His eyes looked totally white at first glance, but in fact, his iris, and pupil were a very light blue shade, almost white. In addition, the brown-haired boy had a large scar that crossed his face horizontally.
On his shoulder, a brown owl with a strange symbol on its forehead was illuminated by the moonlight, which penetrated into the chamber through the drains.
"You are at least a day late." The boy spoke with his voice placid.
"Who are you?" Luke asked, still in battle stance.
The half-wolf's instincts continued to warn him of danger, even though it was only a child in front of him. The child kept the uncertain expression on his face and revealed:
"I'm not the type who likes to reveal my name to strange people, but it's okay if it's you, Luke Lange. My name is Lescar, and I am part of the Twelve Thrones..."