Ding!
[Congratulations! You have slain: Mirror Wraith (x69)]
The message hung in the air for a few seconds, glowing a faint, triumphant gold.
Wade exhaled slowly, his hand tightening around Toothpick before he dismissed the notification with a flick of his wrist.
The garden was quiet now, eerily so. Smoke still curled upwards from the scorched remains of what had once been crystal trees and the mirror fountain.
The air shimmered faintly with heat, and tiny fragments of reflective glass drifted down like ash, catching the light as they fell.
Rowan was the first to approach, his boots crunching on the glass-covered ground.
His tunic was torn near the sleeves, and faint scorch marks lined his staff, but his grin was wide and genuine.
"I saw your moves," he said, whistling low. "You sure you didn't level the entire ring of monsters by yourself?"
Wade smirked faintly, wiping a streak of soot from his cheek. "You could say they pissed me off."
