Teren huffed and pushed himself up before looking around and seeing that the other four clones have already turned into a strand of hair. He then looked at the Kenavie on the ground and smiled.
"You haven't won yet. I still have more Spirits…" she replied, thinking Teren was mocking her attempt.
"Ah, no. That's not what I was smiling at."
"What? Don't tell me you enjoyed my breasts pushing against you?!" she looked at him with a grossed-out face.
"Hm?" Teren frowned before explaining the real reason, "Well, I think I've found your weakness."
"Weakness in my clones?" Kenavie laughed, "You do realize that a normal human would have around a hundred thousand strands of hair, right?" she didn't need to explain anything more since Teren already understood what she was saying.
"Also, I don't think you can go any further." she then removed her ten nails from him. They were dyed red.
