The Hall of Reflections trembled as the fight began.
Anna’s reflection lunged first, shadowy tendrils slashing toward her. Anna barely dodged, rolling across the floor as the cold magic brushed past her skin.
Logan countered by summoning a flaming barrier, blocking his reflection’s attack. “We need a plan!” he shouted.
Mia ducked under a strike from her double, summoning a wave of wind that sent the shadow flying back. “Plan? How about we don’t die?”
Ryan gritted his teeth as his reflection mimicked his every move. “They copy us. We need to outthink them!”
Anna's mind raced. If their reflections copied their powers, then fighting them head-on wouldn’t work. They had to break the mirrors.
“THE MIRRORS!” she shouted. “They’re tied to the mirrors! If we destroy them—”
Her reflection grinned darkly.
“Oh, Anna,” it whispered, voice laced with mockery. “You really think we came from the mirrors?”
Before Anna could react, her double vanished, appearing behind her. A sharp
