"I... I'm fine. What was that space just now?"
Though the bizarre, disorienting sensation of the Mirror World had left them feeling thoroughly unwell, the pale-faced Lanno and Olbins remained intensely interested in the Mirror Realm Passage.
Being able to successfully teleport through a spatial Mystic Lock made this spell incredibly valuable. Whether for escape or attack, those capable of teleportation held the initiative.
"That was the world within the mirror. Everything about its specific form of existence and its effects is unknown. In fact, whether it truly 'exists' at all is itself a question.
My ability to bring you inside wasn't through a spell, either. It was a Mystic-type Spell-like Ability."
Anvis spread his hands, indicating that he could not answer their questions.
Anvis himself had also researched the state of existence of the Mirror World. But in the end, he discovered that the rules of the Mirror World were that it had no rules. It was even more chaotic and lawless than the Deep Dream.
He actually suspected that the world within the mirror did not normally exist, and was an idealistic space that only temporarily came into being when he used Mirror Realm Traverse.
"A Mystic-type Spell-like Ability?"
Neither of them was particularly satisfied with that answer, but neither pursued the subject further.
What mattered most now was exploring the secret realm before them.
Contrary to the grand palace everyone had imagined, they now stood amid a desolate range of rocky mountains.
The sky was blanketed by dense, heavy clouds, within which countless thick bolts of Silver-White Thunder twisted and flashed. The aura of every bolt made those below feel incomparably small.
At the highest point of the mountain range stood an enormous yet rudimentary black stone house. Silver-White Thunder struck it from time to time, producing