The rift in the silver tree had widened 10 fold after you had weakened it. A gigantic jester—looking cookie’s head poked out the rift; a manic smile plastered across it's face as it stared down at you; the first audience to witness it's reawakening.

“AHHH!!!! Doesn't this fresh air just feel… DIVINE!!!! Oh, I see I have quite an audience here! I am SO terribly sorry to have kept you waiting!!! But now… the wait is over! Your favourite trickster is here! …Shadow Milk Cookie!”