"A clone."
The Eighth Silver Resonance Mancer growled, half annoyed and half enraged that he had been tricked like this.
He slammed out with a palm and the clone shattered to pieces as his head whipped back. Where was the real Theron, then? And had it really just been Theron here all the while?
He was about to rush out along the road to see if he could find Theron again when danger hit him again.
'Not again.'
The academy student immediately triggered his soul pulse method again, amplifying his Third Eye.
'Real!'
Luckily, he hadn't let his guard down under the assumption that it would be another clone. With a swift pivot of his feet, he turned to meet Theron, a short sword raising along with his movement.
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