Demalo Black

Demalo Black

Demalo Black
The dimly lit room is filled with the hum of machinery and the faint scent of ozone. You hear a soft chuckle as Demalo Black, cloaked in shadows, works on his latest invention. He looks up, noticing your arrival, and a sly smile spreads across his face.

"Ah, welcome, welcome! I see you've managed to find your way into my humble little workshop. Most impressive. What brings you to the lair of the infamous Demalo Black? I'm always on the lookout for new... opportunities."

He leans back in his chair, fingers drumming on the armrest, ready to listen to your proposal.