The copies she made this time were different in his eyes. The perfect mana sense made him see solid blocks of mana earlier, but this time, they were like silhouettes of fog.
He guessed they also couldn't deal damage to him, because then that would be incredibly powerful. But he played along with the illusion.
The real Blue Peacock was not moving for now. But the same couldn't be said about her clones.
The clones all started doing weird dance manoeuvres, circling the arena in seemingly no conceivable pattern. They were dancing about, using Blue Peacock's usual dancing style.
It didn't take too long for them to start launching attacks at him, from close and far. Astaroth was swiftly dodging the attacks, focusing only on this.
This gave out the illusion that he was cornered and could only dodge. Which was exactly what he wanted her to think.
