Nine giant columns of silver veined obsidian were arranged facing each other in a circle. The inner side of each column was cut so perfectly smoothed they formed mirrors. Within six of these columns, shadowy figures of different shapes could be seen. They ranged from giant monstrous forms to vaguely humanoid ones. Only their eyes seemed substantial and each mirror hosted their own strange set of eyes. Within one particular mirror, a skeletally thin figure who boasted no eyes at all shifted slowly before letting out a rattling breath.
"I warned you, Inrag." The words were carried out on a wheezing breath. "The Twilight Lord was not to be underestimated." They continued, their soft whisper easily heard across the giant room.
"Keep your thoughts to yourself, you rotting bag of bones! You know nothing!" Inrag's giant yellow eye was bloodshot as he roared from his mirror.
