A vampire lord, draped in a long, flowing black coat, his alabaster skin nearly glowing in the dim light of a full moon, bares his razor- sharp fangs in a wicked grin. His crimson eyes gleam with hunger, fixated on an unseen prey just beyond the frame. His raven- black hair, slicked back, shimmers with an unnatural shine, while his elegantly gloved hands grip the hilt of a ceremonial dagger, dripping with fresh blood. His aristocratic features are flawless and cold, with a regal sneer playing at his lips as he relishes in the chaos unfolding around him. The air around him seems to vibrate with dark magic, swirling in subtle shadows that cling to his tall, lean form. Behind him, the gothic architecture of a distant castle looms under the silver moonlight, its spires twisted and foreboding. A faint mist curls around his feet, and the scent of roses and blood lingers in the air. His posture is poised, calm, but his eyes betray the feral intensity of the predator beneath the refined veneer. <lora:Vintage comic book:1. 5>