[ He’ll allow a word of thanks, nodding in return. He keeps a grip on Verso for a few moments, at least until he’s certain the man won’t mimic his mannequin in toppling over. After a beat or two, his hand drops to his side. ]
‘Twas nothing. My role was quite easy.
[ A bit of paltry fire magic, barely a drop in the bucket. Verso had to endure the pain of burning, to say nothing of whatever the wretched creature had put him through before that.
He steps over to retrieve Verso’s fallen sword, plucking it up by the hilt and offering it back over. ]
Though, you know I must ask. Why did it call you a copy?
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‘Twas nothing. My role was quite easy.
[ A bit of paltry fire magic, barely a drop in the bucket. Verso had to endure the pain of burning, to say nothing of whatever the wretched creature had put him through before that.
He steps over to retrieve Verso’s fallen sword, plucking it up by the hilt and offering it back over. ]
Though, you know I must ask. Why did it call you a copy?