"Hmph," NiGHTS responded, her tone playful and almost arrogant, "Did you really miss me so much?" Reala had been relentlessly hunting NiGHTS ever since she had left Wizeman's side for good. Wizeman may have been her father, in a sense, but he hadn't acted like a father, from what Will had told her about them. More than that, he treated his so-called "children," the Nightmaren, with such utter disdain - they were nothing more than pawns to him.

She refused to budge as Reala circled her, her vivid eyes following him. "I know what I would say - and that's what matters." No doubt that Reala had some inkling as to what his sibling would say as well, but that wasn't the point.