As the glow quickly faded from the eyes of Michael's doppelganger, the intensity of the battle escalated. Michael and his doppelganger engaged in a ferocious duel, their dual swords clashing in a deadly dance of steel and skill. Simultaneously, Gaya and her doppelganger squared off in their own battle, each wielding crossbows with lethal precision.
Michael moved with incredible agility, his swords slicing through the air as he matched his doppelganger's every move. The sound of their swords clashing rang out, a testament to their equal prowess.
"You may look like me, but you'll never be me!" Michael calmly said, driving his swords forward in a series of swift, calculated strikes.
His doppelganger mirrored his actions perfectly, countering each attack with an identical move. The two figures moved in perfect synchronization, their swords a blur of motion.
