Shanaia stood there, glaring at Adano. She was trying to figure out if the Adano in front of her was a duplicate just like the Joaquin she was with earlier.
“What are you doing here?” Shanaia asked.
“Shouldn’t you be on the battlefield?”
“By now, you should have known that us Dalakitnons have the ability to duplicate ourselves,” Adano replied and Shanaia nodded.
“I am trying to figure out if you are a duplicate or not,” Shanaia said and Adano smirked.
“Duplicates only have physical strength. The original has everything,” he told her and Shanaia remembered that the Adano in front of her blasted the duplicate Joaquin made to escort her.
She concluded that the Adano in front of her was the real one. At the same time, she realized that Joaquin was made to leave her to a duplicate.
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