Lost in Reflection

A torrent of shadows flowed into the corridor, submerging it in total darkness. The light of the glowing gemstones was swallowed and disappeared without trace, turning them bleak and lifeless. 

Sunny had summoned a swarm of vast and ancient shadows to do the job. These old shadows were unfathomable — it would have taken an equally potent source of light to dispel them. The gemstones had been created from the mind of the Demon of Imagination, true… perhaps they would have chased away the darkness if the shadows were alone. 

But they were in the presence of their Lord, and that alone made them much more tyrannical. 

A few moments later, a long stretch of the corridor had turned completely lightless. The infinity mirror of its walls was now dull and empty. Nothing reflected on their dim surface, and no reflection haunted the hidden sanctum. 

Sunny let out a quiet sigh. 

'Who knew that I would use this trick today?'