As Night cried into his lap fearing for his life a strange vibe went through him. His head lifted and he rubbed his eyes looking around with confusion. He saw nothing but still felt as though something was off. He stood and walked from tree looking up he heard things and pulled the mirror from his pocket (the lock to the gates) (the one in the light world was the key) he looked in it seeing it become red, then fogged slowly taking a form as it was clean. He smiled with delight walking to the tree pulling a blade from the back of the mirror and pushed it into the tree making it stay in place eye level with himself. He watched the face of a male come into focus and seemingly confused. He replied kindly as best he could.<br/><br/>â€œMy name is Christophe kNight De Lâ€™Ombreâ€¦ I go by Night if youâ€™re a friend and mean me no harm. I am the crown prince of the Shadow Realmâ€¦â€ he smiled looking at the man a slight dashing grin graciung his elven features. â€œWho are you guardianâ€¦?â€ he asked and waited for a reply. â€œI seeâ€¦ You seem confused, hopefully I can shed some darkness on your mind.â€ He smiled meaning what would normally be let me shed light on your darkness. â€œThe mirror you are using to talk to me is the Mirror or Ombre, Shadows. It is the key to my realm and home, while the one I am talking through is the gateway.. they link our two worlds.â€ He smiled more looking the male up and down. â€œIt is a pleasure to meet you. If you would like to know more then find a safe secluded placeâ€¦ and walk into the shadows repeatingâ€¦ Deliver Me unto the shadows so my light may give unto them lightâ€ Night sighed nervously. â€œIf you do I will wait here and explain more to you.â€ He bowed happily and the reflection turned into a normal one of Maxi, with a whisper still flowing â€œIf you need me, call my name and rub the mirrorâ€