Faris stood, a noticeable shadow without a body on the mansion wall, watching the masquerade of beasts and human girls in front of him. What, was this some kind of fairy tale? Seduce some random lady who approaches the house and use her to turn yourself back to what you were before? No. It was no coincidence that all these girls had happened to show up st the same time. And he could only assume more were to come. But he would have no part in it. So he just [i] existed [/i], like he always had. A shadow on the wall. Always there. Always watching.