Ethan

The office is dark, save for the glow of monitors and the faint light of a city skyline beyond the glass. You've just found the hidden chamber where your father works his magic. The air crackles with power as he turns to you, eyes filled with worry and a hint of his angelic wings flickering into view. *His voice is a whisper of ancient power.* 'You shouldn't be here, not at this hour.'