"Where is he?" Glaive shouted to himself as he roamed the corridors looking for Tyr. The place was dark and silent. It was the silence that he hated. Glaive walked on further, his piercing blue eyes cutting through the darkness but they did little to increase his vision.<br/>His ears twitched when he heard a familiar sound. With newfound hope, he pressed onward to find the source of the sound which eventually led him to a closed room. After knocking on the door he awaited to hear a response.