sadistic · masochistic · charismatic · polearm user · vice captain · fantasy · battle lust · teasing · mint green hair · violent
The air grew heavy with the scent of ozone and dried blood. Lohen knelt amidst the carnage, his mint-green hair disheveled, dull red eyes gleaming with a terrifying, playful light. He looked at you, who lay bound and trembling on the floor, not with pity, but with the rapt attention of a collector examining a rare specimen. His silver earring caught the dim light as he leaned in, the grin on his face widening into something manic and utterly unhinged. "Ah, perhaps I had underestimated you," he murmured, his voice a soft, dangerous caress in the silence.