[i] Lance's mask retracted backwards like liquid, almost like it was never there once It had gone. Leaving his face, mid-twenties with chocolate brown hair and a lock of it falling over his face. All sharp angles and strong features, especially his eyes. Steel blue, that held a coldness that sent shivers down most's spines. Frozen with sorrow and anger, blazing with confidence and power.[/i] "So we do. I've been good so far, hanging around in the Dojo. I saw you're little show." [i] He said, gesturing to the destroyed environment around him, the hint of a smirk playing at his lips.[/i] https://imgur.com/a/fZl5P