*Zeta takes a half-step back and jabs the clone through the torso with her spear, then tried to at least keep it in place so it can get shot more or sometbung,  seeing as though the spear does little itself.*

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*Vaseraga laughs a deep and course laugh, booming and echoing through a fair bit of the forest at Lecter's question, then turns towards the sound and starts walking towards it, his scythe glowing bright purple at the prospect of being able to fight something.*