((I'm going to call him Night and if you've read some of the series in my gallery, you'll know why and where I'm going with this PDQ.))<br/><br/>Night was returned to the room. The armor shifted it's form into a trench coat; what he had worn the last time before he was killed. One eye was entirely blank and had taken on a milky appearance. He looked at Valarinth emotionlessly and stood his ground. He did eventually take a seat after a moment.<br/><br/>Tyr waited until Night was seated before he took his, though he smiled."Why don't you begin," he said.<br/><br/>Night didn't quite know how to respond and sat silently for a while before speaking. "I was sent here to reunite yourself," he said. "I don't know why, and I don't care to. I was promised something..."<br/><br/>"Valuable?" Tyr suggested.<br/><br/>"...Yes--In return, that is. Now I know that that was a lie, I have little reason to be here besides the fact I'm still undead. Perhaps I might be of service for a short time."<br/><br/>Tyr looked at Valarinth, then back at Night. "I guess I owe you an explaination; I am very much relieved fate has granted you the truth before you ended up like the first one." He turned to speak with Valarinth as he took a bit of food. "This is merely a manifestation; it will not last. However, it will prevent Black Fire from returning for the time being. So I guess that I might as well enjoy it."