Legion

Frederick walked into the room to see a masked man clad in a long black robe sitting next to Selina. Although this man had his hood over his head and a mask concealing his features, his aura was full of vitality - the joy of youth. In the man's hands was a small bowl filled with herbs and a tiny pestle which the man's hands constantly manipulated to grind the unrecognisable herbs in the bowl.

The masked man turned to give Frederick a cursory glance. His stare was directed at the hammer on Frederick's back, for he sensed the powerful energy within that unassuming hammer. He nodded his head in appreciation of the strange tool and decided to go back to work. His eyes returned to the ailing figure on the bed soon after, not paying Frederick much heed.

Frederick's eyes squinted as he assessed the mysterious figure. The man wore the mask of Hidden Cloak, and his number was written boldly upon it. His cloak was also that of the Silver Wolves, causing Frederick to realise that this was the my