Berkah's clone collapsed to his knees, seemingly succumbing to the gaping wound he received from being punctured by Betina's fist.
"Hey, I told you... I'm just a clone."
He comforted Arcadius once again, who was bawling his eyes out, thinking Berkah was dying.
"But... Sob!..."
Arcadius tried wiping off his tears, he simply couldn't bare seeing Berkah in that state.
"...A clone you said?"
Adeline turned around with a bitter expression on her face, killing a fellow member of her nation, a "Sister," at that, tied her stomach in knots.
Blub!
As if to answer her question, half of the clone's face turned to mud, dripping down as if he were wax from a lit candle.
[!!]
[That spell is...]
"You!!!.... I saw you wield lightning with my own eyes. And that spell it's a —"
"Urgh! Can you stop nagging me?!"
"Are you blind? Can't you see this hole on my stomach?!"
