*Bing-Bong*
Wait a minute... hey what's with the title change? I thought we were wrapping up Lythero's fight this chapter.
|No no, we're going to be doing that a little later.|
Why?
|Because...reasons.|
Uh...huh...
*Bing-Bong*
_____Shifting to the Gallery of Mirrors______
'Well, this is the weirdest fight I have ever been a part of,' Zhen Liu thought to himself as he pushed back against the evil undead version of himself. 'I will not lie though, it is actually kind of cool seeing how I would've been if I had managed to go full aether warrior route."
At this moment in time, Zhen Liu and his cousins were in the middle of fighting twisted reflections of themselves that seemed to have all of their abilities and then some.
Granted that "then some" came in the form of weird distortions of their innate skills.
Zhen Liu was busy focusing on trying not to get his blood being extracted and used as a great sword at the moment, so he couldn't comment on the clones of his cousins.
