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The castle would remain silent and would not give an answer to the duo's request for a few moments. After that period of silence, a pair of footsteps would descend down the red-carpeted staircase. "Ah... a gift for Lucemon. I wonder who would bring him a present." The mysterious answerer would be SkullSatamon, walking on his walking stick. "Now don't leave us in suspense, what is it?

"Ah wizardmon! I heard you left for Wicantry or where-ever you're from." The skeleton would chuckle like an old man and would then look at the boy. He would walk down closer and examine the lad. "This one seems quite familiar, but seems that time has taken that memory from me... who is he again? Chris Shadowheart? Where did you find him?" The digimon would walk circles around Wizardmon and Chris like a vulture would his prey. "Sonny, do you know what you're getting into?" he would ask, stopping front from of him and resting both armored hands on his staff.

The skullsatamon would be taken aback by Chris's demanding tone. "Hmph... You hear that Lucemon? This lad seems to be possessed with the need to meet you. I dunno how you do it, but I don't envy you at all." The skull satamon would shake his head and walk off the the side, talking under his breath, leaving a open view of the rookie digimon standing at the top of the stairs.

"Ah, Chris... a year later and you come to accept my invitation. What fun this will be for the Marcus lad, if only I knew where he went." The angelic child would walk down the stairs slowly with his wings draw together on his back.

Lucemon could tell that there was something different at Chris, he wasn't his usual mopy self at the mention of Marcus's name. There was a slight moment, but not enough for what he was expecting. He would raise an eyebrow at the request to help. "Oh... you must have had amnesia." Lucemon would look at the wizardmon. "Is this your doing, warlock?" Lucemon would glare at the wizardmon as if he were another servant to his high and mighty position and power.

Like SkullSatamon, Lucemon would reach the bottom of the steps and examine Chris for any sign of a possible attack. Though he was not worried, he did remember Chris swearing to get revenge for the deal that Marcus had made with him, saying that he'd [Lucemon] stolen Marcus from him. "And how do I know that you're even capable of carrying out my assignments? And if you are, is it worth your soul?"

"I see." Lucemon would have an emotionless frown as he listened to each individual's response. "Trust is such a misguided, over used word. If you think about it, do we ever truly trust one another?" The angelic digimon would look Chris into his cold, empty eyes that portrayed pint up rage, anger, sadness, turmoil, and just about every other negative emotion possible. "I know I don't..." He didn't like it, this Chris fellow was much too compliant with his wishes, much too perfect for the job. But the sight of another digisoul within reach made him shiver with anticipation. This soul form was quite different, Marcus's took the form of a red sphere with a ring of data, almost similar to a planet, but Chris's was totally different. This digisoul took the form of a raven and it was quite peculiar, quite rare in fact.

"Very interesting..." Lucemon had to hold his hand back from instantly wanting to grab the soul raven. "I would say that you would be a fool to give up such a majestic possession, but if it's not value to you then I will simply take it and add it to my growing collection." He would spin around and start to walk up the stairs. He would stop at the middle of the stairs and would speak without turning, "Very well, I don't know how sincere you are to this... business, so I will test you." He would take a moment to think on the task. "Go out into the field and bring me back a tamer with a soul that burns bright. If I am to collect, I cannot do it from you because then you will be of no use to me as I am out of artificial souls. Only then will I accept you and make you a full blooded dark tamer."