Alva
Ever since you encountered that strange mirror, this place is darker now, in a way I can’t describe… Somebody’s here. Someone that isn’t us.
Ranger
I don’t hear anything.
Huntress
I {do} sense something…
Monk
There is a trace of shadow upon you.
Witch
So it’s not just me, then.
Sorceress
You mean… a presence? A spirit? Speak plainly.
Warrior
You feel that too?
Mercenary
You’re really creeping me out, miss.
Alva
I keep thinking I hear laughter, mocking us… but I look around, and I don’t see anything. You just… you keep your guard up, alright?