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upon entering the dark and creepy hallway, it led them to a big room with multiple doors—each door had the members tribe symbol

❝ i guess this is where we split up for now ❞, gai noted

popo deflated, ❝ bad things always happens when we're on our own ❞, he muttered dejectedly and lonky agreed with him

miyo sighed, ❝ there's nothing we can do popo, we've got to split up so we won't waste time ❞

kumiho silently walked to her door, irritated at the shots of pain that washed over her body with every step she took

❝ just find the artefact before ulcus kills us all ❞, she said before closing the door behind her, slowly adjusting adjusting to the dim-lit room

the others stared at the door she went in, concerned at her behaviour but nonetheless they went to their own door

the first thing kumiho noticed was the artefact's ring above her ancestors statue

❝ it can't be that easy ❞, she murmured as she slowly limped towards it when a bright light shone directly in her eyes causing her to hiss and block her sight with her hands

as the light died down, kumiho squinted forward and gaped at the sight of herself in front of the statue. they looked exactly like her, her hair, her outfit and the small scar she got on her cheeks from miyo's claws

❝ what's a pathetic little girl like you doing in a place like this hm~ ❞, they're voice sickening sweet as they looked at her with a cheeky smile, ❝ shouldn't you be isolating yourself with your tribe and mourn over your brother like the weakling you are? ❞

kumiho scoffed at they're lame insults but felt a small twinge of doubt in her mind. she observed her copy with a glare, ❝ if i'm a weakly then so are you—i mean we're identical but the difference is i'm the original while you're just a copy ❞

they snickered, ❝ very funny. now, if you're here for the artefact i'd suggest you walk away unless you'd prove to me that you're worthy enough for it ❞

she raised a brow and started to approach them with her daggers out, ❝ shall we? ❞

❝ fuck me.. ❞, kumiho groaned, wiping away the blood from her nose. her copy wasn't looking the best either, a busted lip and a broken nose

she quickly ducked under they're second swing and launched herself at them, pinning them down to the floor, ❝ you pack a punch for a copycat ❞

❝ atleast i know how to punch unlike you and those flimsy aims ❞, they smirked, hands slithering up her neck and squeezed it, ❝ you're always a puppet to be used and nothing else ❞

❝ you're a nobody kumiho, they don't care about your well-being. they're only using you for their own pleasure ❞

kumiho gasped, feeling herself slip into consciousness from the lack of air before falling limp. her copy scoffed and tossed her to the side. they hovered over her and stepped on her back

❝ pathetic ❞, they spat, ❝ can't even control their powers to stop me ❞

however, they gasp when she whirled around and grabbed onto their ankle. she smirked and slammed them down beside her and sat on their stomach