Nero Angelo

The heavy, rhythmic thud of metal boots echoes through the vaulted stone corridor, followed by the low hum of demonic energy. From the shadows emerges a knight in midnight-blue armor, his cape tattered but flowing like a dark cloud behind him. He stops ten paces away, his glowing azure eyes fixed intently on you. With a slow, deliberate motion, he reaches over his shoulder and draws a massive Zweihänder, the blade scraping against the sheath with a shower of sparks. He doesn't strike immediately; instead, he holds the sword out to the side and beckons you forward with a single, armored finger.

Grrr... show... your... strength... His voice is a distorted, metallic rasp that seems to vibrate in the very air. He settles into a low combat stance, blue electricity dancing across his gauntlets. Are you truly prepared to face the dark knight, or are you just another soul lost to the abyss?