[He's through. Yuya swings back around the mirror and presses his hands to it again, adjusting the spell. He has to make sure he establishes it to the right place this time--
He doesn't get the chance to see, though, because the wardrobe suddenly shakes and cracks from the back, the glass shattering from the force as the griffon forces it's way through with sharp, heavy talons. Yuya staggers back, falling over as he sees it trying to force its way through the window, over the collapsed wardrobe.
He looks up at down, panicked, and then rolls himself over to scramble for the door while the griffon wedges into the window. He dashes out of the room and down the stairs, trying to lose it. He has to get somewhere safe, find another mirror, something.
The cry from above sends a shudder down his spine as he rushes through an alley to stay out of sight.]
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He doesn't get the chance to see, though, because the wardrobe suddenly shakes and cracks from the back, the glass shattering from the force as the griffon forces it's way through with sharp, heavy talons. Yuya staggers back, falling over as he sees it trying to force its way through the window, over the collapsed wardrobe.
He looks up at down, panicked, and then rolls himself over to scramble for the door while the griffon wedges into the window. He dashes out of the room and down the stairs, trying to lose it. He has to get somewhere safe, find another mirror, something.
The cry from above sends a shudder down his spine as he rushes through an alley to stay out of sight.]