With the morning sun rising up to welcome, the fox was first to wake. Crawling out of the golem's body and finding back to the ground with much caution. The last thing the poor thing wanted was wake Haruki... Or see that blade drawn once again.<br/>Parting from the camp, it came in the presence of a larger and much older fox. The elder fox bore snow white fur and blood red eyes, like the young fox except the younger fox had crimson fur.<br/><br/>"That guy with the sword is scary... I just wanted to see the Mystic who often comes around here... But I fell asleep." The little fox spoke, before smiling slightly as the elder fox licked his left ear.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"Do not worry. You will get to see him some day.</span></span>Said the elder.<br/>"You think so? When? When will I meet him?"<br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"I cannot say... There is a monster on these lands... That even the most staunch and bloodthirsty warriors have come to fear Sleep, my child."</span></span><br/><br/>Meanwhile... As Blake finally awoke, he turned to Haruki and Nyoko as he slowly crawled over to the river. "Great. Thanks a lot, feet." Blake muttered, soon looking at his reflection on the water.