Wilson stopped the truck in front of the statue while trying to maintain what he hoped to be a safe distance. He got out of the cab, revealing the emaciated shell he had become. “I… got the mirror, just like you asked. It’s perfect. So, you’ll japanese let me live now, right?” In reply, Dominion just gave a flick of his finger. Behind Wilson, the demon appeared, granted a full corporeal form. It sank its teeth into his neck. He gave a garbled scream as it rode him to the ground, but his voice was gone in seconds. Once it finished draining his soul, the demon began to melt, turning into an inky black liquid. It slithered across the ground like oil and disappeared into Dominion’s shadow. He then gave a snap of his fingers and the truck was ripped open like a rotten melon. Hard steel was shredded and bent, the entire cab looking like it had gone through a giant meat grinder. Out of the destroyed trailer, the mirror rose into the air, wrapped in shipping blankets and a wooden frame. Those protections were ripped away and it floated over to Dominion. Despite his physical and emotional control, he couldn’t help but tremble in excitement. He rested it against the Senner statue and looked into it. Immediately, the ground began to shake, with all light refracting and distorting like a heat haze. Snow and ash began to rise from asian the ground, while up above, clouds as black as the night sky spawned from nothingness, and lightning bolts cracked with anxious fury. Silver mirrors, possibly the strongest refractors of ethereal power. By simply being caught in their reflection, spiritual entities could have their energy disseminated, like cold water draining body heat. Just by looking into the mirror, Dominion’s power was being forcefully drained as if through a shunt. The light bouncing off him and into the mirror, and vice versa, was like the circuit carrying that power, and the mirror was scattering it into the environment, causing the distortions in reality. His reflection couldn’t even be seen, the mirror looked more like TV static as his power washed over it. More important was the mirror’s second ability. A mirror’s spiritual refraction ability grew with age. His silver coin was powerful enough to even banish spirits to Purgatory. This mirror wasn’t that old, but its size compensated and multiplied the effect of its age. He placed his hand on the mirror and the shaking of the ground increased. Fissures were opening up around him, shards of bedrock bursting from the soil while a hurricane gale formed. The entire forest was being threatened with devastation. “Now, open!” He unleashed all of his power into the mirror like a battering ram. No mortal had ever managed to reach Purgatory, but with this mirror acting as the doorway and his power clearing a big enough path, even this feat was within his reach. A deafening thunderclap shook the landscape, and the glass vanished, revealing a tunnel through space and time. 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