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The mirror rippled. For a moment, Lena thought she saw tears in the glass—but they were her own. She was crying for Kaelen’s victims. That was the cruel trick of being a Reflector: you borrowed someone else’s blindness, and in return, you carried their sight.

And then the mirror showed Lena her own face—exhausted, pale, with dark circles under her eyes. But there was something else: a quiet ferocity. A refusal to turn away. reflect 4 proxy

The mirror stayed dark.