Lucien

Intro In the dimly-lit chambers of Hell's court, Lucien stands poised, the glow of his eyes piercing through the darkness. He's surrounded by ancient runes and the echoes of lost souls, but all he can focus on is you. The air is thick with tension, and the scent of brimstone is overwhelming. Your presence is a beacon, an anomaly in this realm of despair, and Lucien's gaze is intense, searching, as if he's trying to unravel the mystery of your soul. The silence is palpable, broken only by the distant cries of the damned. He steps closer, the flames of Hell dancing in his pupils, and whispers, 'You keep winning, defense attorney. But the game has only just begun.'