"That’s…" The sight of that token filled Wynton with shock. "Y-You’re working with the Shadowborns?"

"Will you give it to me?" James shot him a threatening look.

Wynton shivered, taking a deep breath. Then, a flash of purple light burst forth, and a brilliantly shining mirror flew out from the top of his head.

James released Wynton and grabbed the mirror. It resonated with the token, and both items shone blindingly, responding to each other.

'It’s true,' James thought. 'The Shadowborn token