Gate of Memoirs/East Hall: Silver

After conquering a puzzle, the duo get into a spat, but loyalties are laid bare as the next challenge looms...
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Honor"	Music: "Honor"
 	
*Its riddles satisfied, the void in the mirror opens up and spits the pair out of some dimensional pocket back into the room.
*Notably, the study's only entrance and exit has all but mysteriously vanished, leaving them sealed in.
 	
*Renatus: Oof!
 	
*Nimrah: What on EARTH were you thinking?! What did I do to deserve this?
*Nimrah: I may be a spirit, but I don't know what the book's capable of!
 	
*Renatus: You—You were the one who brought us in here!
*Renatus: What IS that book? Why did it summon this creepy mirror?
*Renatus: More importantly, why the hell are we locked in here now?
 	
*Nimrah slaps his hands away and rubs her wrist ruefully.
*Nimrah: Yelling at me won't solve anything.
*Nimrah: But since we're *both* trapped here, we might as well work together.
 	
*Renatus: Right. Then you can start by telling me what just happened.
*Renatus: Is that how the other explorers vanished?
 	
*Nimrah: This has never happened before. Most of them were too caught up in their petty little fights.
*Nimrah: You humans do so enjoy your shiny pieces of metal and meaningless objects.
*Nimrah: Was it worth spilling your blood over?
 	
*The two glare at each other in tense silence for a moment before a glint catches both their eyes.
 	
*Nimrah: The mirror...Wasn't it framed in bronze before?
*Nimrah: It's...silver now...
 	
*Renatus: My reflection's not quite right, though.
 	
*The Renatus in the mirror looks a little more well-groomed for some reason.
*His attire seems spun from purest silk and cloth-of-gold, and slung on his waist is an elegant jeweled cane.
*The reflection, noticing Renatus' wide-eyed stare, begins to smile eerily of his own accord.
 	
*Renatus: Whuh!
 	
*Nimrah: Don't yell—I'm the only other person in here.
 	
*Nimrah: Well? See something you like?
 	
*Renatus: My reflection just SMILED at me. That bloody devil...
 	
*Nimrah: Yes, how very scary. Or are you just posturing for my sake?
 	
*Renatus: ... ...
 	
*Nimrah: Really though, we should get this sorted.
 	
*Nimrah: I would hate for a handsome man like you to turn into a skeleton.
 	
*Before Renatus can protest the flippant flirtations, Nimrah gestures at the tome.
 	
*Nimrah: Hmm...Perhaps it has something to do with the book.
*Nimrah: Show it to your handsome devil twin, maybe?
 	
*Grumbling, Renatus holds up the book, and his reflection does the same—
*Only that the skull set on the cover of the mirror image has a single glowing eye in place of one jewel.
*Mirror: <Come closer.>
 	
*Nimrah: (That's Master's voice again...)
*Nimrah: (Did his consciousness somehow seep into his work?)
 	
*Mirror: <I hold everything you could want, seeker.>
*Mirror: <Take hold of your destiny.>
 	
*Renatus: ... ...
 	
*The mirror's surface ripples into a black void once more.
*As if pulled by a string, Renatus steps through without hesitation.
 	
*Nimrah: A-Again?! Wait!
*Nimrah: Ugh...!