[If the shadow was hoping to evade them for long on foot, it will be disappointed. Even without the use of magic to enhance his speed, Liem is faster than “Juliana,” and his eyes easily follow her flight through the moonlit night. With a quick nod for Quetzalcoatl, he follows their quarry like a hound chasing a rabbit.
As they near the treeline, he considers slowing to take a shot at her. Injury might hamper her movements; it might tell him something about the extent of the imitation, if the likeness is only skin-deep. But…
As if sensing his intent, Juliana’s head turns back with a frown (he wouldn’t hurt her, would he?), and her lips move in incantation. Where once there was a single woman fleeing across the snowy field, now there are six, moving all in perfect synchrony. He recognizes the mirror image spell immediately.
But somehow, instead of making it easier to shoot at her, perhaps dispelling one of the five copies, the chance of hitting the “real” person makes the prospect even more difficult to stomach, taking him back to every occasion when an enemy had managed to pierce the illusion with blade or claw. Instead, as she slows to cast her spell, he steps through a fold in space to appear in front of her, catching her between him and Quetzalcoatl just as she’s about to reach the forest.
Only, the shadow double doesn’t stop. Instead she races straight for him.]
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As they near the treeline, he considers slowing to take a shot at her. Injury might hamper her movements; it might tell him something about the extent of the imitation, if the likeness is only skin-deep. But…
As if sensing his intent, Juliana’s head turns back with a frown (he wouldn’t hurt her, would he?), and her lips move in incantation. Where once there was a single woman fleeing across the snowy field, now there are six, moving all in perfect synchrony. He recognizes the mirror image spell immediately.
But somehow, instead of making it easier to shoot at her, perhaps dispelling one of the five copies, the chance of hitting the “real” person makes the prospect even more difficult to stomach, taking him back to every occasion when an enemy had managed to pierce the illusion with blade or claw. Instead, as she slows to cast her spell, he steps through a fold in space to appear in front of her, catching her between him and Quetzalcoatl just as she’s about to reach the forest.
Only, the shadow double doesn’t stop. Instead she races straight for him.]