"W-Who are you!?" May questioned, squinting as she tried to make out the appearance of the shadowy figure sitting on a chair beside her bed. "Have… Have you come to kill me…?"
"Kill you?" The shadowy figure chuckled as he moved out of the darkness, shedding his ungodly facial features to the faint beams of moonlight dripping into the room. "My dear, if I wanted to kill you, then you'd already be dead."
The aura he passively emitted held back a level of killing intent that threatened to devour May whole. However, before fright could bubble up inside her, Cassius cracked a joke, saying, "What with the defenseless, chick-like way you sleep, taking you out for good would've been too easy, haha."
'He's… He's actually laughing right now…?' May thought to herself with an estranged expression, though she couldn't stop herself from staring at his every minute facial movement for as long as she could. "He's pretty…"
