Now that Troy and Sage were gone, it was just Krystal, Levi and Ryker that were left. With the plan they had thought of earlier, they wasted no time taking down the fourth Prospero and the fifth.
It was now down to the sixth and last one. Krystal could instantly tell that the remaining
one was the real one as the rest of them shattered like glass. They were clones.
The Bloodfang siblings gasped for air as their muscles trembled with exhaustion. Beads of sweat trailed down Krystal’s forehead as her eyes darted toward the corner where the last Prospero lay.
Unfortunately, he was nowhere to be found. Her eyes were filled with worry as they began darting around the cave.
“Where the hell did the real one go?!” Krystal yelled, her voice filled with urgency as she began searching around the
