Marked! (1)
Cosycn had on a frown as he stared down the brute before him; a man with a heavy scar down the middle of his face. He was a mere Master, but he was fearless. He wielded a bloodstained axe that looked to be made of some kind of sturdy monster's bones. It had an evil presence that sickened him, and worse yet, it corrupted the pretty waters outside the mansion.
The royal Sif guard would loved to kill this man. Well… he had killed him, twice even. But the issue was, there were fourteen of this man around.
After chanting something with the axe close to his face, this man multiplied into more than a dozen of himself with pretty much the same physical properties. The clones had excellent synergy, and would switch the axe between themselves. The one with the axe was granted unbelievable augments to their physical prowess, and Cosycn had almost been hacked by the axe. It was powerful enough to break his defenses.