บท 173: Floor 3: The Pit of Venom

By the time Lucius was standing over the last mirror with the Reflector Wraith's image on it, the being had become a scrawny-looking gray goblin-like beast with a receding hairline.

It looked fragile and weak unlike before when it could copy Lucius's image and strength.

Bang!

Lucius abruptly punched the mirror on the left and it shattered. His eyes glowed with malicious light as a thought crossed his mind. 

Could it be that the mirrors had always been a part of the beast and since it could transform people and steal their abilities, it was able to become as hard as Lucius, that's why he couldn't break it earlier?

No, the beast had no one to steal his identity, the mirrors had become as fragile as it.

"Y-you pass… Y-you can go now…" The Reflector Wraith stuttered timidly as all the mirrors in the room began to move.