The Creeping Shadows

After not an hour, not two, but FIVE, Stark opened his eyes as he had decided to take a break and sleep.

Five meters away from him were Orasio and Hero, and he woke the latter up.

"Hm~ what?" Hero opened his eyes and rubbed them, confused about his surroundings for a minute since he was still in a daze, "Oh yeah, we need to kill the last guardian…"

Orasio on the other hand hadnt slept at all, instead he was inspecting his shield, just waiting for the others to wake up but not wanting to disturb them.

"Finally," he sighed then pointed at the last path, the one with the number 3 engraved on the effigy's forehead, "Let's go."

The other two nodded, and this time it was the shield user that took the lead toward the mirror down the stairs.

They approached the mirror door, and passed through it without saying anything to one another.

~CRACK~