As expected, the next second the ground began to spin like a Magic Cube. Fischer twisted his head toward the ceiling only to see the walls of the room that had stored the Silver Mirror had crumbled. The rooms of the entire building were being rearranged and combined in mid-air. Fischer saw rooms flying downwards from above and spotted the people inside them.
"It's Fischer! He's over there!"
Fischer caught sight of the people in the room, hurriedly picked up a sheepman beside him, and amidst the panicked shouts of the scholar Crow and the sheepman, Fischer threw the sheepman towards them.
That way, they would gather together and he could later reunite with them.
"Oh, my dear sheep baby, you've finally returned to me!"
"Mr. Crow..."
The sheepman was precisely tossed into the room, and from there, a few indistinct voices of conversation emerged.
