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Sheila's point of view

I narrowed my eyes as I watched the unfamiliar face step forward. He was wearing a black cloak over his clothes, his hair was as dark as the night, as it gleamed under the fading sun, and his eyes were a capturing pair of deep magenta.

"I sincerely apologize if I frightened you. It wasn't my intention." He released a small smile, grabbing the dagger floating in the air