——Who are you?
Croix wanted to speak, but she couldn't even open her mouth. It was as if she had truly become a reflection.
Yet, the Croix outside the mirror seemed to hear her very thoughts, a slight smile curling her lips, revealing a quite charming grin.
But the Croix sealed inside the mirror did not mirror the same action.
The Croix within the mirror still had caramel-colored short curls. Visible fear surfaced on her face, distorting her lovely features.
"Follower of the Lord of Scalefeather, thief who steals the scales of fish and the feathers of birds... Have you forgotten where your power comes from after all this?"
She mocked, extending her slender, pale fingers to glide gently across Croix's cheek.
Click——
Croix seemed to hear a phantom sound. Like her soul being sliced, an indescribable agony came to her—her reflection cracked, yet she was unable to utter a single word.
Her mind went blank from pain, but soon that word flooded into her heart——
