A tall, dark-skinned man nonchalantly strode into the room with a faint smile on his face.
A strong metallic smell of iron lingered, permeating the air.
The man grimaced, wrinkling his nose in disgust.
Stepping around the body, he covered his nose with a handkerchief.
" It reeks in here."
The most striking feature about the man's appearance was the white mop of hair on his head.
Despite his shockingly white hair, the man appeared to be in his mid-30s with not a wrinkle on his face.
The man was casually dressed in a black leather jacket and fitting long, black pants, his white hair neatly combed back.
His eyes were a piercing brown colour, and his ears were pierced through with matching silver cross earrings.
He casually glanced at the still bleeding body on the floor, nonchalantly squatting down to check the man's pulse.
A slight frown formed on his face, his eyes narrowing in concentration.
