They passed through the door.
Merlin was first.
Then Dion.
Then Mae.
Then Flint.
But when the stone closed behind them—
It closed between them.
System pinged.
[Chamber Type: Fracture Mirror]
[Individual Isolation Enacted]
[Trial Objective: Endure or Surrender]
[The Messenger dims the lights.]
[The Grin Beneath the Mask giggles. Twice.]
[The Huntress does not approve.]
Merlin didn't panic.
Not immediately.
Just blinked.
Stone around him.
Same corridor but no exits.
No sound.
Just… him.
And a mirror.
He stepped closer.
Not to admire himself.
That would've been stupid.
No, this mirror wasn't just glass.
It rippled when he moved.
Reflected him, but not perfectly.
His mirror-self had no system light behind the eyes.