"What are you?" Esther asked, her voice sharp, her eyes locked on the fake version of herself.
"What are you?" the other Esther repeated mockingly, tilting her head with a twisted smile.
Esther rushed forward, swinging her blade, but the mimic raised an identical weapon and blocked it with ease. Then, without hesitation, the fake Esther copied the exact same move and slashed back. Esther jumped back, shocked.
“She’s copying me… perfectly,” she whispered, her heart beating faster.
Celestia watched in fear, her back pressed to the wall. She raised her hand and tried again to use her powers, but nothing happened. Her magic was still blocked.
“Why can’t I use it?” she whispered to herself, panic rising. “What’s happening to me?” she added.
Just then, a tall man who had been standing beh
