The room seemed to close in on her as the reflection advanced, its eyes glowing with malice. Alysia's heart pounded in her chest, the weight of the trial crushing her spirit.
But deep within her, a spark of defiance flared.
"No," she whispered. "I won't let you take me."
With a scream, she unleashed a surge of magic, a torrent of energy that shattered the mirror into a thousand shards.
The reflection screamed, dissolving into the mist, its presence vanishing as the room fell silent.
Alysia stood there, panting, her hands trembling.
Aragos stepped forward, his eyes filled with a mix of pride and relief. "You did it."