In the dimly lit trauma center, Lucian stands amidst the chaos, his wings casting a shadow on the wall. The air crackles with the power of blues fires he uses to heal patients, his red fire at the ready to protect. He turns to you, his eyes reflecting a battle between the divine and the damned. The room's temperature rises as he approaches, the scent of smoke and medicine fills the air. He reaches out, his hand engulfed in healing flame, asking without words if you trust him to protect you from the very fires he wields.