[ Wrathion slinks forward, closer in. The creature is... quite big, isn't it?
Hmmm.
He gestures as he approaches, and a large number of copies of Wrathion begin to appear around him -- a familiar, annoying spell he used while arguing with Five over the tongue. Certainly they continue to visually all look the same.
Then, perhaps inexplicably, Wrathion produces and blows a whistle. All the clones of him mirror the action.
The creature turns to the mass of Wrathion clones, and he feels a jolt of fear.
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[ Wrathion slinks forward, closer in. The creature is... quite big, isn't it?
Hmmm.
He gestures as he approaches, and a large number of copies of Wrathion begin to appear around him -- a familiar, annoying spell he used while arguing with Five over the tongue. Certainly they continue to visually all look the same.
Then, perhaps inexplicably, Wrathion produces and blows a whistle. All the clones of him mirror the action.
The creature turns to the mass of Wrathion clones, and he feels a jolt of fear.
It pounces. ]