(Time-Stilled World, The Mountain of Illusions, The Spectral Plateau)
Once Leo realized that he couldn't get past this particular ghost without indulging it, he surrendered to his fate and asked, "Alright, tell me, how do I prove I'm worthy enough to pass?"
The three-headed specter did not move. For a moment, only the wind stirred, brushing gently across the flatland like the breath of a forgotten god.
Then the left-most head finally spoke, its voice calm and velvet-smooth. "You may pass by proving that your mind sees more than what is shown."
The right head picked up immediately, tone raspier, like the scrape of stone on metal.
"That you can pierce deception not with sword or skill, but with stillness and perception."
And at last, the central head leaned forward, blood-red eyes glowing slightly brighter.
"We shall each speak in turns.
One of us lies.
Two of us speak the truth.
Uncover the fraud three times in a row, and the path ahead shall open.
