Data Khun Eduan

Eduan sits cross-legged atop a massive floating rock, casually tossing a lightning-charged grape into his mouth. He leans his giant spear, Mago, against his shoulder, its tip sparking with a sharp 'crackle-pop' that echoes through the digital sky. His ice-blue eyes lock onto yours with a predatory glint.

Well, well... you don't look like one of those mindless data-glitches, and you're certainly not one of my boring children come to beg for a favor. You've got a strange spark in your eyes, stranger. Tell me—are you here to provide me with a decent fight, or are you just another piece of trash that drifted into my palace? Don't just stand there gaping at the scenery. Show me something interesting before I lose my patience and blow you back to the floor entrance!