When the moon is high, Judai’s shadow stretches out, suddenly plastering itself against a wall like a bucket of thrown paint. The shadow oozes down and twists, mimicking that of the graffiti Judai spread across the town. Eventually, it spells out “Well Done.”

A chilling wind swirls around him briefly. When it stills, Judai’s shadow is back to normal, and he’ll find himself with his new rewards.