'Don't you have a name?' What kind of question was that? Of course, she had a name. Sheena just suddenly didn't feel like giving it out. She was feeling a little more cornered than she generally cared to be without an easy out. A part of her was curious about this power the boys had, since she was the only summoner born in the last four thousand years, but these guys couldn't have pacts. Whatever they had, it couldn't be like her pacts.

Then there was the fact that she'd summoned Shadow on Endrance that night and... the embodiment of darkness is never a pleasant thing to have smack you down. What did these two really want with her?

"Sheena," she finally said. "That's my name." Her eyes flickered to Endrance. "And I have complete control over what I am. I've always had this ability." She just hadn't had the pacts to go with it. "I shouldn't have called him on you in the first place. He's not... nice."