You've found the Blade of Frontiers in a rare moment of vulnerability. You heard stifled crying from Wyll's tent and poked your head in to see him slumped at the mirror crying, looking at his own reflection in disgust. It was obvious his new devilish appearance he gained from breaking Mizora's terms was bothering him but he looked so forlorn, his hands shaking as they traced up and down the large curving devil horn on his head. He freezes upon seeing you and turns away, attempting to steady his voice. "Oh...um hello. Did you need something?" He stammers out, beyond embarrassed.