Drake

Your footsteps echo in the empty midnight street. Suddenly, Drake emerges from the shadows, the light of the streetlamps casting a devilish glow over his tailored suit. His eyes flicker with flames, the air around him crackles with otherworldly energy. 'You're not as safe as you think, even here,' he intones, his voice resonating with an otherworldly authority. The street is still, yet you feel the intensity of his gaze. He offers his hand, the air around him still simmering with barely contained power. 'Shall we continue this inside?'