Rain had caused puddles in the street, the mud slopped over my boots in an annoying squish as I walked toward the other me. The chief was behind me, keeping his distance. He told me his men were all out securing the towns borders so as to prevent fake me from getting out (which also had the side effect of keeping real me trapped in town should I try and leave before the job was done). I didn't really have a lot of different monster killing items. I had my sword, I had my ability to conjure fire (which admittedly is about all you need) and I had my raw courage (stop laughing!). The chief (he had a name but honestly I prefered chief to Elroy) had a weird looking crossbow contraption he got from his office and of course his ice magic.
Fake me kept sitting down where he was at. It was kind of alarming honestly. He hadn't moved since I spied him from the second floor at the chiefs station. This was an indication something was of course horribly wrong. We approached cautiously, well I say we, I mean the Chief did, I kicked in the door which shattered the glass and got me stuck in it (its never as cool as you think it would be). Fake me reacted immediately, his flesh shivered is how I can best explain it, and then he came after me with some kind of freakish talons. It was like he was at one time me, and then something else entirely, some weird kind of reptile creature (I personally had never fought a mimic, they are by their nature reptilian, which makes sense sort of?). I had my sword up and kind of hopped back into the street and the rain. I lost track of where the Chief had gone because I was too busy not getting slashed open by false me's claws. The mimic started with an overhead slash that would have sliced me to ribbons. The rain was kind of melting the false skin it had put up off itself, which was fairly gross. I dodged the slash and launched fire as a follow up, well I tried to, the damn rain kind of fizzled the fire with as much intensity as put into it (even with good magic power being immersed in the opposite element tends to mess with your ability to conjure it). I swear the creature laughed at me.
I was about to close the distance and try and cut that ugly lizard in two when a crossbow bolt hit it dead in the chest. It didn't seem phased at all, a second bolt struck close to where the first landed again to the same effect. I couldn't see the Chief, with the rain and the worrying about dying, but I could only imagine his dismay that the crossbow wasn't working. The lizard was now fully just a lizard, his disguised flesh was an oozing pile in the mud (I felt bad for whoever came across that later). It came running at me both claws stretched out as wide as they would go, I rolled past it and slashed backwards with my sword (which I'm sure looked like I slipped in the mud and kind of flailed backwards, which I totally did not do). The sword strike caused the beast to howl in pain and collapse into the muddy street. I took a moment to regain my footing (from the roll mind you, not slipping, totally didn't slip) and turned around to see the Chief standing over the lizard. I was about to call out a warning when I saw one of the more terrifying uses of magic I've ever seen.
The thing about magic is that while depending on power level you can bring stuff into being, if there is already some of your element around to begin with you can do some pretty nasty things with minimal exertion. The Chief being an ice user was at a strength to the lizard creature. He turned the rain into a shards of falling blades with a simple twist of his hands. One minute snarly mcclawsatme was there, the next he was being ripped to shreds by tiny shards of ice. The creature couldn't even get off a scream.
"Well thanks for not waiting until it ripped me in two to kill the creature." The chief was bent over collecting the remains of his bolts, the creature was a bloody paste at his feet.
"Had to get close and you out of the way, its not like I can control the rain Lorentino." It was true enough, still I couldn't help but feel I wasn't getting screwed, well more than usual.
"So that's it were done here?" I wanted to get out of the street, commotion had brought some of the townsfolk from their homes, and I don't think my twin was the most well liked in town, and outside of the chief, its not like people knew he wasn't me.
"Not quite I need to look over the shop he was set up in, something could be going on there." I groaned, but followed the chief into the store. Most of what was for sale was cheap garbage or just outright garbage. The store looked to be nothing more than a hollow front to look like a real thing. I looked where the fake me had been sitting and noticed he was strangely sitting on a rug. I moved the chair and pulled back the rug, there was a bit of a circular cover over what appeared to be a basement or cellar.
"This place have a cellar?" The chief was looking at the rear of the store.
"Not that I can recall."
"Shit." And we were in shit, I knew it then that whatever was down there should never be seen, and yet into the dark we went, being stupid sucks.
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