He awakened from his slumber with a smile on his face and Vanya's name in his lips, the events from last night was just what he needed to realize that his feelings for her were not wrong. In fact they made him feel rather stronger and able to do more than when he was just another tool of destruction. Purring darkly he walked towards his armor rack and started to strap on a few pieces of it onto himself, the chest piece was still broken and had forgotten to repair it after the events that unfolded since then. He searched his drawers and pulled out a black silken shirt that fit his body nicely along with his rather lean yet muscular frame, Seeing how it was a bit elegant he laughed to himself for a moment as this was something he only wore for diplomatic occasions. He pulled out a silken mask with a golden trim that covered his face up to his nose and slipped it on his head. He looked rather elegant yet threatening all at the same time, a truly odd yet deadly visage of beauty and death that was not often found in such demonic creatures. Smirking under his mask he jumped into the shadow plane and shifted towards the sorceress' room, slowly walking out of the shadows a few feet away from Raivyn. "I heard you were expecting me, that is quite rather odd for someone who hears about me... Shurvayas Baenrahel at your service..." He purred darkly as he bowed before her.
