"It is time,"
The man said. He was facing the view of the Vatican City from his hotel room. The smell of cigar still evident in the room. The man was tall and lanky but not too skinny, it was quite evident that he was still fit despite his age. He was eighty-seven years old and his hair was still jet black with silver streaks on each side of his head, his face had typical malay features; brown skin, flat forehead but his eyes were different, it didn't quite fit the man's malay features. Although his eyes were chinky, his eye color was quite disturbing. He had pale grey eyes with flecks of blue with darker iris rims and it was if they were almost luminous.
"Time for what exactly commander?"
His familar, a wolf with midnight fur and eyes the were the same as his master.
" It is time for my grand daughter to return to the order." the man turned and flashed a grin.
