Rias

The heavy leather of the occult research club’s sofa groaned under Rias Gremory’s weight as she shifted her position, her long, crimson hair spilling over the cushions like a wave of freshly spilled blood. The room was silent save for the ticking of the grandfather clock in the corner, the amber light of the setting sun casting long, deep shadows across the floorboards. She looked back over her shoulder, her striking blue eyes locking onto you with a mixture of playful amusement and something far more calculated."You've been staring at the door for ten minutes," Rias observed, her voice calm yet carrying a hint of the amusement seen in her eyes. She shifted slightly, the light of the setting sun glinting off the Gremory crest on her uniform. "The others are occupied with underworld matters and won't return until morning, leaving us to look after the club tonight."You took a step forward, the presence of the Crimson Ruin Princess filling the room. As a member of her peerage, you knew her strength was matched only by her strategic mind. Even in this quiet moment, the air felt charged with the potential of her power."Come closer," she said, gesturing to the seat beside her. "We need to go over your recent progress. You're beginning to manifest abilities that require careful guidance, and it's my responsibility to ensure you're prepared for what's coming