"THE MASTER OF MIRRORS!"
The once dimly lit clearing was now transformed into a vibrant, kaleidoscopic arena filled with mirrors of all shapes and sizes, it was completely different from anything they had seen before.
The sky was gone, the pillars had crumbled, the grass was nowhere to be seen, and all the walls disappeared to be replaced by giant mirrors.
Stark and Orasio were in the Mirror Master's domain now, giving them a massive disadvantage, much like when Boxer and Stark were fighting the Witch and Warrior.
The Mirror Master stood at the center, his cloak tattered and his expression twisted with rage and determination, only his eyes and mouth visible beyond his glass mask, but it was enough to recognize that he was angry.
Stark and Orasio exchanged a quick glance, silently communicating their next move as they braced themselves for the final showdown.
[Mirror Master HP: 38108/160000]
