All the noise and illusions vanished instantly. Before Gawain realized what was going on, the sight before his eyes had returned to normal.
The corridor of the castle stretched out in front of him. A dark red carpet was laid on the ground, while the portraits of Viscount Andrew's ancestors hung from the walls on both sides of the carpet. Charged magic crystals were mounted in between the portraits. These crystals emitted a constant glow, but it was as if there was something disrupting the transmission of the rays of light. Though they appeared to be bright, the slightly further spots were unusually dim.
Gawain instinctively turned back for a glance but saw Sir Philip and the others who happened to be striding forward and crossing the door. Their movements were natural and not in the least abnormal. — It seemed he was the only one affected. Besides, those illusions that he saw earlier only lasted a moment; no one else had noticed.
