She watched, carefully timing her moment. With quick bursts, she blinked behind the target, summoning her clones.
An astonished face turned, mouthing in a silent count as his eyes flicked over her and her clones, back to her sister with her own doppels.
"Seven clones?!" He gaped at Fhíona. "Alchemy! Wai-wait here. I need to show- seven?!" The scholar trundled quickly away, still processing what he saw.
"You realize if he does bring Preceptor Valenze, she will see through this trick in a second?"
"Or she'll look at me with transcendental awe!"
Lasaíriona snorted, failing to hold in her laughter.
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