As Aster killed her copy with a quick [Chomp] to rip out its throat, Liz turned the tendrils of blood swirling around her into spears, skewering her copy a dozen times over. The body and a substantial amount of the surrounding blood soon dissolved into nothing.
There weren’t any terribly notable landmarks around them, with the ruin being a simple forest-type. After a quick survey of their surroundings, Liz stashed a small amount of her blood in a spatially expanded canteen, brushed off her hands, and consulted her compass to get a heading.
It continued to point to the right as they followed it to a small scattering of other delvers’ copies.
They took their time to fight them, as it was important intel on their possible opponents, but it had its complications.
Or at least, it was in the
