Samantha grasped Ivan's wrist after watching her brother successfully make it into the next portal, a breath of relief escaping her lips as her tensed shoulders eased at the tremendous sight. She looked at Ivan whose gaze remained fixed on the oval-shaped glass that hovered in front him– the magical glass they had used to watch Maurice, and after watching him succeed to the next portal, Ivan placed a finger on the mirror, whilst the images shimmered with a luminous ripple before vanishing completely from their gaze.
Not just him, but almost everyone had a magic glass hovering in front of them. It felt as though they had walked into a theater room and were watching a play happen, but the difference was quite clear as this is no ordinary play, it was really happening. The images on the oval-shaped mirrors switched between Maurice's teammates to the other teams, and everyone had successfully made it to the second portal.
