Han Sen didn't believe what Miss Mirror told him. He had inspected that ring many times, and he had never seen any semblance of a soul inside it.
When Han Sen heard what she said, he raised his hand. He tilted the ring's green, eye-shaped gem toward his own face. He examined the gem's reflective surface carefully, and said, "I do see my own reflection, but any gem would show me that."
Miss Mirror laughed. She lifted her left hand.
Miss Mirror's hand was white, and her fingers were long and thin. There was a ring on her ring finger.
Seeing that ring, Han Sen's heart leaped. That ring looked exactly the same as his, aside from the fact that it was a little bit smaller.
Miss Mirror lightly touched the green gem with her finger, and the eye-like stone started to glow.
The ring on Han Sen's finger trembled slightly. They both lit up in the same way.
