"I will... consider it," she says, calmly, though he can see her occasionally glancing towards where the locket is being kept, distracting her, somewhat.<br/><br/>The pool of chaos magic appears, at first glance, to have dried up, although he can sense that magic was used here, a couple of months back, fairly extensively, likely to move the remaining ooze that persisted. Unfortunately, the spell signatures have long since decayed, and are virtually unreadable, and essentially untraceable.<br/><br/>Serena and Nadriina stand by, mostly to observe and take notes, but at a<em>very</em>safe distance, as he prepares to open the locket.<br/><br/>There is a simple click, as the locket unlocks, followed by a brilliant flash of light. After a second, a small cloud of smoke begins to emerge from somewhere within the locket; although he can't be certain, it's definitely the same energy type as the others. The cloud coalesces into a small shape, hovering over the locket, and two small, glowing eyes form in the cloud.<br/><br/><em>You wish to make a request?</em>The voice clearly emanates from within the cloud, but seems to echo down to his soul, and speak with a force that feels both older, and more wicked, than even Kamariel.