Zavier was busy completing the tasks with his two clones who were both clad in masks and were using magic to alter their voices as well. Otherwise there would have been four Zaviers running around on the field.
Since he was currently in the body of a clone as well, he was wearing a mask as well. Three masked men with matching fashion made up for one hell of a team. If only the people knew that they were one and the same person, there would have been an uproar.
Zavier's attackers who had been asking for forgiveness up until a few moments ago were now busy trying to take him down with their lives on the line. The change had occurred just because he had asked them to hand over their cards since they had wanted to rob him earlier.
Their eyes had turned sharp at the mention of the card and they all rushed at him simultaneously to take him down.
Of course to an elephant, whether it was a single ant or a group didn't matter. The elephant crushed them all under its feet.
