The humanity of this cambion is barely discernible; his pale blue skin exhibits hairline fractures and the impression of a sculpted mask. His unblinking golden gaze is wreathed by the indention of the mask he used to wear with reptilian slits in the center. Azure scales flow down his neck, arms, and chest.

The air around him is desolate, devoid of energy, and screams of nothingness. Lights wane in his presence, their incandescence stifled. Wherever he goes, ethereal green eyes follow him, watching his every move as well of those around him.

Blink. Blink.