The Divine Undertaker
"Caleb's been gone over a month now… I wonder how he's doing?"
"Tut, tut. You really miss him, huh?" the mysterious feminine voice asked.
"Of course!" Xarik exclaimed, his eyes flashing worshipfully.
"Well, why don't you leave the nest and cultivate too? You have what it takes now," the mysterious feminine voice pointed out.
Xarik was certainly interested in the suggestion.
Whoosh!
That was when a flash shot out of his pendant, and the air around him seemed to quiver just then.
"What's this…?" His eyes narrowed as the light faded, revealing a jet-black saber.