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“Now, let’s figure out how to split up.” Henry wants to think this over.
“Before you decide on anything, I think we should ask what Lord Gargoyle’s power is.” You interrupt politely.
“Good idea.” Henry likes your input. “What do you do, Gargoyle? We’ll tell you what we do too to make it fair.”
“Spoiler warning: I don’t do anything.” George gives the goofy man a cheeky smile.
“Gentlemen, I agree! We ought to use our abilities to their fullest potential! Exploitation is the villain’s path.” Lord Gargoyle agrees to reveal his secrets! “First, behold and voila!”
Lord Gargoyle expands both arms, and the seemingly shitty fake wings on his back increase in size to be actually worthy of a Gargoyle!
“<span class="mu-i">Buahehuhihihi~!</span>” Oliver was eagerly waiting for this moment! “I truly picked an admirable ally, didn’t I?”
“Woah! Sweet!” George can see this! This power is not invisible to non-flame users!
“I didn’t choose this moniker on a whim, gentlemen!” Lord Gargoyle presents his wings with pride.
“You kinda did.” Henry will never let that go.
“Yet, I’m not done with the surprises.” Lord Gargoyle has another trick up his sleeve!
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He rips his arm off. Everyone just stares at him dumbfounded. He throws the arm, and once it hits the ground, a clone of Lord Gargoyle appears – and the original Lord Gargoyle has his arm back. Now he does the same by pulling his other arm, and then each leg one by one. Now there are five Lord Gargoyles…
“Not only can I produce perfect clones of myself who I share consciousness with, but the part I made the clones with, is the only part within them that can hurt the original me.” The original Lord Gargoyle stands in front of his clones as they stand in line like a military unit. “For example! If I stab any of these beautiful clones in the face, nothing will happen to me! But if someone stabs the left arm of the clone I made with my left arm, he’d be stabbing my actual left arm! And we don’t want that! Not at all.”
“Literally nothing will happen to them?” Henry wonders as he pokes the face of one of the clones. “They feel made out of rubber.”
