The figure was garbed in leather armor that seemed to be forged from the dusk itself. The armor was light, built for stealth and its appearance resembled a dark shade. It was equipped with an iron buckler, a hand and a half sword at its side, along with several pouches of smoke bombs, throwing knives and other trinkets. A long dark scarf was wrapped around the neck like a noose with the Royal crest embroidered at the end of it. Krono dawned the dusk armor with it's abyssal tunic first, then the cowl and at last he wrapped himself in the scarf. Once Krono finished he turned back to the wooded figure, where a black mask was left gawking at him. Its red eyes had several glowing ritualistic symbols encircling them. The mask covered the top half of Krono's face. Several white cracks had started to form at the edges of the mask. Krono reached for the mask in hesitation as he remembered back to the dark ritual that created such an item. He winced at that thought.
A glowing orb flew to Krono's side then exploded into a dazzling light, revealing a perfect young woman. Her black hair was short and straight, not yet reaching her bare shoulders. Her dazzling eyes had a deep purple glow. Her face was very sharp and mischievous. Her body was seemed petite but you could feel abnormally strong mystic power around her. Purple tinted wings emerged from short black dress that she wore.