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They started the trek to where the Shadow Court resided, with a pack of food, water, and a pirate off Reaver's ship. So far they've only encountered two Banshees but they were quite easy to fight with the two legendary Heroes of skill. A large number of Hollow men kept them busy enough not to chat on the way. When they finally made it to the door that inspires uneasiness, they entered. This time no shadows attacked, but that was probably because Reaver himself was here.

The other Pirate was terrified seeing as he was visibly shaking.

"You go on," Sparrow said, outside the chamber's door. "I can't do it."

Reaver nodded and took the sniffling pirate with him. Sparrow's worries were replaced with guilt as she heard the man scream and run past her as an old man. Reaver came out looking refreshed. His hair was perfectly styled and any marks were replaced with his smooth creamy skin.

Sparrow felt brave and reached for his face. He froze at the contact and only watched her. The Hero was amazed at how soft his skin really felt. It was as if the Pirate had a layer of baby skin shielding him. Wrinkles were non-existent on his face, as were scars.

"It's so strange how these Shadows can do this," Sparrow finally said. "Putting another's youth onto your face. I could never do that to myself."

The Hero pulled herself back allowing Reaver to return to his cocky self. He watched her with a grin and eyebrows raised.

"If you want to feel more of my youth, you just have to ask-" He started.

"Get over yourself," Sparrow shook her head, turning away from him. "We should get moving. At this rate, it'll be dark before we get back to Bloodstone... well, darker than it normally is."

"Relax, little bird. The Great Reaver will protect you."

She sighed at his cockiness.

"I say, we find a good place to camp for the night," The Pirate said more as an order than a suggestion.

"Great. A night in the forest alone, with you. Fine," she groaned in irritation. "Well, hurry up and find something that won't crush us in our sleep."

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