Yukine herself had moved in with controlled fright. She had already overheard the voices, taunting her about her brother, telling her that her efforts for peace would be for naught. These things, Yukine told herself away from the sight of her own reflections, were only things of her own mind, something not to worry--

-- about...? Was that a roar? Yukine held the sides of the mirror and suddenly ignored the voices, wondering if it was a sound she could use to get out, but...

She gasped when she saw the lionness. She stood very still.

Having only seen lions in zoos, and just now realizing she was looking at one just in the same maze as she had, Yukine stood the most still she had ever been in her life, as did the dozen reflections of her that stared at the lioness.

There was no car to hide in. This was troubling.