"What's happening?" Karim's voice trembled as he tightened his grip on his scepter. "We just defeated the Gorgon. Why isn't the dungeon closing? And what are these abominations doing in here?"
Before anyone could answer, the portal at the center of the Yakagami mirror expanded, its swirling darkness growing more intense. Then, clawed hands reached out, followed by a head covered in white fur. Uruk, the shapeshifter, stepped through, his eyes gleaming with malevolence. A collective gasp filled the room.
"It's Uruk!" I shouted, my voice echoing off the stone walls. "He's a shapeshifter! One of the Dark King's Lieutenants."
"And how do you know all these?"
"It's a long story. I've met these creatures once back. That shapeshifter was after me." I added.
"So, they're looking for you?" Karim asked.
