In the mirrorverse, the pull of Ra and destiny took them all on a different path. Ninjato, Katana and Spex untangled their tango of discord, and Jato cradled between them, the roll of their hips against hers a gentle counterpoint, not a wave that ripped them apart. Autumn and Sp3cimen fought the puppet string pull of the OX and danced to their own heartbeats. Even Gills and her girls left the death roll and grind that pulled humans under their spell and twined themselves around each other. In this world, their wrestling was with love and each other, not destiny.