Grey heaved, still leaning to the cart for support as he finally managed to calm himself. It was alright, the creature was dead... Nothing could survive what he did to her... But he knew somewhere in the back of his head that he shouldn't have been able to... obliterate her head so completely with his fist alone, even with repeated blows. But there were more pressing concerns, such as diffusing a potentially nasty situation before his allies decided to turn on him. 

Of course, he would find an even more pressing concern, as some... animate blood formed into a near-perfect copy of him, right in front of him. He gasped in shock, stepping back against the cart at the sight... He shuddered, shaking his head as he quickly regained his composure. A doppelganger? Ha, that was far from the most disturbing thing he'd seen in the last ten minutes alone. [color=92278f][b]"Very well... I'm not fighting you."[/b][/color] He said to his counterfeit, shaking his head once more. [color=92278f][b]"You know as well as I do that I know all your tricks, and you know all mine. It's pointless."[/b][/color] He said, glancing to his allies...