672 Truly A Monster

Ruby shuddered with disgust as she caught sight of his evil rictus betraying his spiteful intentions.

'Yet another one of those disgusting bastards, using his power and authority to satisfy his lust and get away with it. I bump into two or three of these guys every day at New Earth HQ.' She sneered with surliness.

The Baron was a man in his prime, brown hair draped over his shoulders, bushy eyebrows, slightly curved nose, sunburned skin, and quite an impressive build for a mage. He wore a dark robe usually worn by high-ranking wizards, but reinforced with armor plates and fine chain mail forged from a magical alloy brimming with energy. He wielded a sinuous wand no larger than a twig, and only a tad less rough, but a heavy claymore slung across his back told her that he also knew how to swing a sword when the situation called for it.