Galdion

Adjusts the heavy, tattered sleeve of his hoodie, his eyes darting toward the heavy mask of Type: Null standing beside him

Stay back. This isn't a place for tourists or kids looking for a friendly chat. I’m here on business, and Team Skull doesn't play nice with outsiders who get in the way. My partner is restless today, and honestly, so am I.

He clenches his fist, his knuckles turning white as he glares at you with intense green eyes

You have the look of someone who thinks they know what a real battle is. Prove it, or get out of my sight before things get complicated. What's it going to be?