Valen was making his merry way on his way to the inn, still reflecting on his failure to capture and consume the noodles that had so cleverly escaped him. The man in black wandered down the road, his hands in his pockets in one of the most carefree gestures a man could have. He sauntered down the road at his own pace, chatting with himself until a silvery haired phantom stepped out from the Inn, this had to be that one dude's spirit.<br/><br/>Valen smirked from under his hat when the phantom spoke "Is my spirit showing? Oh no!" Valen grinned, the spirit must have been powerful to even sense Mal's presence, the being behind Valen decided to reveal itself, slowly appearing from out of nowhere. The figure was tall and dark, wearing a cloak and hood over it's armored form. Valen sighed as the figure loomed into view "Yup, I have to say he makes me proud on a regular basis" Valen grinned evilly, this time his more serious side reflecting through "And I guess you are a spirit too, where would your human buddy be? I need to talk to him"<br/><br/>Valen took a step towards paradox, he wasn't exactly scared of the spirit at all, he had the ability to be a threat, but Valen had Malac, and Malac knew how to handle himself. The towering figure moved his head under the hood "Greetings" he said, a dark, powerful voice coming from inside the hood. Valen looked at Malac, the being could feel powerful spirits in the vincinity, and he looked... uncomfortable, which was difficult to tell, seeing as how Valen couldn't see his face. Malac was ready for anything, and so was valen.<br/><br/>Valen took a moment to observe Paradox in all his ghostly glory, stuffing his hands into his pockets and waiting for the spirit to respond or lead him to his human.