The dagger cut from the Southern Monolith was not surprising, the jagged material like a black hole which absorbed light itself. But the dagger cut from the Northern Monolith, its golden hue, didn’t reflect light in the way they would have expected. Silas didn’t know how they hadn’t noticed already, but when pointing a concentrated beam of light at the edge, it seemed to absorb it just like the dark, with no evidence of the light hitting the metal, no reflection to be seen.
