As you back swiftly away from the glittering golem you find yourself pressed against a curved barrier, smooth and cool to the touch. For a moment you close your eyes and brace your hands against the surface behind you, dropping your sword to do so.
Like the door in the sky before it, the glass gives way and you fall once again through a portal. The air fizzes around you and this time when you wake you remember. The symbols remain whole and unshrouded by the clouded veil of sleep.
