Cold. Steely. Enigmatic.
Those are everything that this hooded figure is right now.
Though most part of his face is being veiled by his cape as well as the layering dimness of that alley, the imposing and powerful aura he's emanating can't be kept hidden. His presence alone is striking enough to earn the deference of even the vilest of the underworld –
Such as everybody else who is present there at the moment.
"What a pleasant evening we're having, gentlemen. Thank you for meeting me tonight…"
Thieves, killers, and other types of crooks – they're all now gathered around him in the dead of the night.
Though outnumbered, he is nowhere near frightened. He is self-possessed and assertive – reminding them that the underworld is still part of his domain even though they live in two completely different universes. It's a mismatch, in fact. Though he is the next Emperor, he is there together with the outlaws.
