Kill Shela, that was the test to show ones loyalty to this masked being.  His description of her was one of certain words almost similar to how SHela had described herself to everyone earlier.  [color=39b54a]"Why did you not simply kill her yourself if you wanted it?  Instead you throw her in some cage?"[/color]  Irvine shrugged in genuine confusion of the situation.  He continued to spin the Shadow Hilt in his hand but eventually stopped concentrating the energy around him to more a blade from its base.  [color=39b54a]"Plenty of energy here I see... good."[/color]  The energy eventually morphed itself into a sharpened short sword.  He ran a single finger from his left hand against the blades edge to ensure.  As blood seeped from the freshly made wound Irvine sucked on his finger and smile.  [color=39b54a]"Should do the trick..."[/color]  He looked down to his side imitating the motion of creating a mimic and... nothing. [color=39b54a]"Odd... One moment"[/color]

Irvine continued to attempt to hold the masked mans attention of trying to create a mimic. [color=39b54a]"This is that damn light bringers fault."[/color] But over by the cages the mimic was already formed treading softly as he examined them before fading back to the shadows.  Irvine held out his free hand looking at his blade. [color=39b54a]"Key?  This is the best I can muster, feeling a bit weak."[/color]