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Lethe slowly folded her arms and narrowed her eyes at the scythe as it swung by. "[color=beaccb]Shadow magic...,[/color]" she muttered as she observed her own reflection. Did the mirror mean to insult her by displaying her average form amidst the assemblage of freaks? She scoffed at Zephyrus dubbing them lies. If they were lies, then why hadn't she been morphed into something other than herself? Unless, of course, the reflections were just messing with them, like he said.

Alas, the arrow that Naviela observed was as unremarkable as a blood stained arrow could be. As Navi observed the sharpened tips, however, she would find that they were rather remarkably sharp-- so much so that she obtained a minuscule cut on her fingertip while testing them. A tiny droplet of blood fell from the wound, resulting in a very faint red glow from the spot on the floor where it landed. As if magnetized towards the opposite end of the room, the glowing spec of blood moved forward several inches before the light faded. Nothing happened. 

"[color=#8f0000][i]Not enough...[/i][/color]" 

A harsh, faint whisper rattled from the passage they had just come through-- presumably from the skull in the hall. Unfortunately, Lethe was preoccupied with Jillian in that moment, causing she and the skull kid to miss the strange words.

Lethe scoffed once more as Jillian offered to be the first to investigate the unseen path. She wasn't about to let [i]the skullkid[/i] be the one to solve the riddle first. Lethe was the true leader of this adventure, after all. It was time for [i]her[/i] to begin solving riddles.

"[color=beaccb]Step aside, imp,[/color]" she commanded, brushing the puppet's shoulder as she stepped forward, "[color=beaccb]Obviously the path is there, though we cannot see it. It's an act of faith, then. A test of will! Observe."[/color] without hesitation, the fairy, still in her hylian form, stepped forward. And fell. 

Her high pitched cry faded rapidly as she was swallowed up by the black pit below. A few moments passed before the sparkling sound of fairy wings brought her back up to the platform, back to her fairy-self. Her purple glow flickered in exasperation and her hair was an awful mess. Catching her breath, she smoothed down her indigo tresses and cleared her throat. 

Before she could speak, she caught sight of her reflection in the scythe once more, noticing something had changed. In her place, a very dull looking monkey floating in the air, chewing stupidly on its hand while the other scratched its backside. 

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