"What do you want this time?" Asked the man cloaked in black. "You know what..." Replied the creature in a voice what sounded like a mix of a demon and rough gravel. "Really? Then you, as well as everyone else knows that that isn't-" "The Crystal, mortal. I know you have it." Growled the creature. Baring its monstrous fangs at the cloaked man. The cloaked man draws his blade, its steel shines in the night. He holds it head high, pointing it at the creature. "You know full well I won't." He huffed. The creature withdrew its fangs, letting out a low growl. "Very well, mortal. Next time however, you will not be as entitled to my 'kindness'." The creature stormed off in a huff afterwards. Leaving the man alone. The man sighed as he un-pocketed a crystal both black and pink in color. "If I could return you, I would. But I seem to far down the road this time. Hmmm... Maybe that Kleaper has some answers..."
