o— es smemnceaaitasiiait Once bis sight returns, the Wayfarer finds himself completely surrounded by a myriad of Wentical wraiths ceaselessly spinning around him. His legs give out at that moment and be almost falls to the floor, out of breath. He hnows he could faint at any moment, Ghe Wayfarer flings bis sword toward the specters in a last-ditch effort to stop their maddening dance. Ghe blade plunges into one of the many figures, shattering it. Ghe rest of them scatter. disappearing almost instantly, as glass pieces fall to the floor. Ghe Wayfarer is left surrounded by floating mirrors: one of them lies broken in front of him. ‘With little strength left, the Wayfarer clumsily runs toward his sword and almost falls on it, With bis hand almost touching the bilt, the Wayfarer hears a sinister whisper behind him, “Look.” We turns around, eves closed, and; as he does so, he clutches the grip of bis sword and delivers a wide swing with it toward the direction the voice came from. A faint sound. of Slag ae ashen ein ienatore reer ny plece it was holding’ broken. Before him. on the floor, lies the figure; next to it, tts severed hand and the mirror iy Shattered Master Mirror —