Cold, dull blue pupils flashed open, a spark of crimson exuding from the surface as a weary sigh escaped his lips.
His hands were folded, his body resting on one hip, while a magic communicator dangled by its antenna at the end of his finger.
In his presence was a large orb, glowing and mystifying, with dots of red glowing with primal energy.
His gaze shifted from time to time, tension brewing within while the sounds of chattering pierced through the air.
It snapped him from focus, causing him to cast a side glance at the masked figures, subordinates from the north yet to be given a task.
It flickered with intensity as it shifted to the Portal, which stood a distance away. Glowing with pulsating waves of magical energy, mana at its finest.
His thoughts lingered, his tone growing rough and grim as he said.
"You lot must have all the time in the world for you to converse so much."
