Shadow Slave

'Now, this... is going to be a problem.’

Standing on the threshold, Sunny studied the long corridor. It stretched in both directions as far as he could see, bending slightly. The stone floor was smooth and even, while the tall ceiling was illuminated by a scattering of softly glowing gemstones. The turquoise gems were embedded into it, dimly drowning the corridor in pale light.

The problem was with the walls.

Both of them were perfectly smooth and seamless, as if the corridor had been formed inside the mountain by some unknown means instead of being constructed. Much worse, their glossy surface was reflective... the walls of the corridor were like two endless mirrors.

Remembering what Cassie had said, Sunny frowned.

The blind seer inhaled deeply behind him.

"Oh, my."

Her voice was somber.

Sunny hesitated for a few moments, then asked neutrally:

"Left or right?"

Cassie answered with a hint of confusion:

"Why are you asking me?"

He scratched the back of his head and shrugged.

"Why not? My luck is pretty much non-existent. So, I'll trust your intuition."

She tilted her head a little.

"Really? Because my intuition tells me to get out of here as soon as possible."

"Yeah, I should have expected that answer...

Sunny closed his eyes for a second, then cleared his throat.

why don't we just go

two endless mirrors were positioned directly opposite each other, the reflections stretched into infinity, forming countless mirrored corridors. When

a myriad of identical copies of themselves,

felt very

if a reflection speaks

reflections nodded

reflections were beautiful

at all. See no evil...

He grimaced.

just happens to be gone. What a convenient

head and looked at the floor. As Sunny walked forward, he concentrated on his feet. Nevertheless, he could still glimpse the reflections

was one of the countless reflections completely still and staring directly at

had to use all of his willpower to keep looking down instead of turning to confirm it. A moment

are these

believing that Cassie

seen, they are sometimes as powerful as the person they reflect. Sometimes, they are strangely brittle... but don't rely on my information too much. It's misleading. Because reports are only left by those who survived. As for those who didn't, there is no

Sunny frowned.

a bit,

think at all. When you fight a human or a Nightmare Creature,

He nodded quietly.

the unknown. And what was not

fine as long as we don't look to them and don't speak

silent longer this

[I don't know.]

Sunny grimaced.

around him, a myriad of reflections grimaced as

long is this

in sight. The mirror tunnel was empty and silent, the dark, dim light of turquoise gemstones

silence was the soft rustle of Cassie's clothes. Sunny's steps, meanwhile, were

But then...

silence, making him stop

was the quiet, but unmistakable sound of