Dorian lazily glanced at his counterpart, who was also lazily staring at him.
Both chuckled, seemingly understanding each other.
Smart.
His shadows knew that it wasn't strong enough to take on Dorian. So it didn't even try or think about doing anything now.
For a shadow to have such willpower and control over his emotions in the mirror world was too unique and eye-jarring.
Take a look at the others?
Everyone Was clawing and viciously staring at their mortal counterparts because the mirror world itself was a living brain on its own, just as the Abyss of the underworld could produce, giving them their natural underworld instincts.
The mirror world hammered its rules on the shadows, only making their hatred for their entrapment with their mortal counterparts grow and grow.
Every shadow had more or less the same feeling and hateful glare in their eyes… not to talk of their overly scarred and ugly appearances.
