As soon as Zheng Qing touched the white mist on the surface of the mirror, he felt an immense and viscous force begin to envelop him. The amulet on his body burst into brilliant light almost in an instant.
He exerted force with both hands, attempting to grasp the two companions before and behind him.
But Xiao Xiao's palms were somewhat sweaty and slippery, and within a very short time of entering the passageway within the mirror, she slid out of his hands. Hesitating for a few seconds, the Wizard gave up the futile effort to reach out and turned around to embrace the Witch behind him.
A black cat tail emerged from beneath his robe, acting like a long rope, wrapping around the waists of the two of them.
The Witch hummed softly, her cat ears atop her head drooping down softly.
The two tumbled together into the deepest part of the World in the Mirror.
Not knowing how long they tumbled.
