#hotriider

            ❛  Blaze?❜  The sorcerer asked, hearing the familiar sound of the others footsteps. A weird thing to take not of, but they weren’t exactly the normal type were they. His footsteps were always heavy, but with a purpose. The metal on him never helped with it though. The black haired man looked up from the book grabbing his attention. While he hadn’t exactly been hiding himself within his study in the Sanctorum, he wasn’t expecting anyone to approach him or talk.