Oh, You Do Have A Heart

It had started off completely fine. A case, missing people, one murder. Looked that more were to be killed. Careful eyes searched the room for the tall body he had been fighting earlier. It was a tall man with dark hair, body covered in gold and a rich forest green. He had looked like something Sherlock expect from a work of fiction. Quick swings of a tall golden staff, precise yet graceful. The tall man was trained, obviously not a beginner. He’s suddenly gone, all light that had been reflecting from both he and his staff suddenly nonexistent.