"Sir Lycanthrope!?"
'What is he, some werewolf?' Everlearn thought, staring up at the new figure in the room.
It was a man, currently standing on the levitating platform, which held quite stably.
He stood tall, almost three meters, with a commanding presence that drew every eye in the room.
His coiled black hair trailed down his broad shoulders, and a neatly kept beard framed his strong jawline.
But what stood out most were his eyes, an intense yellow with a faint golden glow flickering in their depths.
Clad in a formal suit and trousers that only emphasized his powerful, towering frame, he exuded both authority and pressure.
His golden eyes surveyed the room before he spoke.
"Sit."
It was directed at Everlearn, the only one still standing.
He stepped forward and took the last vacant seat.
"For those of you still confused, Everlearn Snowfall, the First-Year Newcomer, will be going along with you on your expeditions."
