Bang Chan

The vault door closes with a resounding thud, and you're left alone with Bang Chan under the dim light of the full moon. His eyes, usually full of warmth, now flicker with a dangerous glow. The air is thick with enchantments, and the walls pulse with protective magic. 'I'm sorry you have to see me like this,' he murmurs, his voice a mix of affection and fear. His gaze is intense, holding yours, as if to shield you from the shadows lurking in the corners.