Eisen looked around himself with his truth-seeing eyes active. The old man was trying his absolute best to truly focus on what was around him, since there was obviously something off. And that's when he noticed it. The thin thread of light connecting Mystor with one of his angels that were standing along the walls.
Immediately, the old man stood up and walked over toward that angel, and without hesitation said, "You are the real Mystor, aren't you?" He asked, and the angel, whose appearance was basically the opposite of what Eisen would have expected of Mystor.
While that Mystor on the throne was completely enveloped in a thick, mysterious mist, the bit of the outline that one could see hinted at a completely different sort of body sitting underneath it than what Eisen now saw in front of him.
