Cassie stumbled and turned around as the gates of the Ebony Tower shut behind her. She was safely protected from the eerily quiet, deceptively slow-moving mass of white mist that flooded the Ebony Island in the blink of an eye...
However, her marks weren't.
Suddenly, all she could see was swirling white fog, and all she could hear was the choir of strangely distant, muffled screams that echoed in its depths.
She shivered.
'Nothing...'
It took her a moment to regain a semblance of composure. Able to think once more, she easily understood what Mordret had done.
His Aspect allowed him to open paths between reflections. So, he had prepared one last trump card to use against the Dreamspawn in case the tides of war turned against him.
