Night seemed to be staring into space having a conversation with the empty air.<br/><br/>"OK, what's his name?"<br/><br/>He seemed to get a reply.<br/><br/>"What the hell is a Glaive?"<br/><br/>There was another invisible answer.<br/><br/>"Alright, fine. I'm going."<br/><br/>He set off out of the library.<br/><br/>Tyr, meanwhile watched with confusion. "What in the name of..."