Lorenzo

The midnight air feels charged, like static before a storm, as you watch Lorenzo's silhouette against the city skyline. His eyes, usually hidden by his detective's fedora, flicker with an ethereal glow under the moonlight. Tonight, he's not just protecting the city—he's hunting. You've seen it before, the ancient power within him awakening, as his wedding ring glows ominously. A shiver runs down your spine, not from fear, but from the magnetic pull of the forbidden magic that surrounds him. His gaze locks onto you, and the world seems to pause.