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 its four representations. The roof was lined with silver sheets, with gemstone inlays depicting a starry sky. In the four walls were sculptures, one in red ceramic, another in black obsidian stone, another was wood painted blue and the latest in green jade.

In the chamber center, that apparently did not have access and that projected a sense of profound secrecy, was a perfect cube stone, which had its four faces sculpted with the Smoky mirror representation. At the top, was a beautiful frame, made from very long profusely carved bones that were properly assembled.

The frame did not contain anything, was empty. Suddenly the mouth of the four sculptures began exhausting large quantities of bluish smoke, which in brief moments completely flooded the chamber. The frame then began to glow and strange noises came from it, such as chants and prayers in an unknown language.

In the frame hollow, smoke began to assume capricious shapes, as if it had life and will. A buzzing sound, like the flapping of a beetle came from within the frame. Instinctively Night Eagle cleared his heart of all feelings and ideas from his mind, with cross eyes he separately focused and concentrated in the internal buzz.

After a while he realized his eyes were closed and he open them, saw in the smoke at the other side of the mirror a face that was barely distinguished. He focused his eyes and bones appeared. From the skull ocular cavities, a deep and disturbing stare came out, that penetrated the warrior, flooded his guts with a desolate cold. Night Eagle knew that the bones were his and the look was his own death calling him.

Night Eagle closed his eyes and concentrated all his energy in the middle of his body. The pressure ceased and heard a bone breaking noise. He opened his eyes and saw how the skull