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OOC: Perhaps, but he won't get out whitout an epic fight. Wait, that gives me an idea...
IC (Senera):
The fighting continued, but soon our alternate guy healed himself and started slashing. One of his Ki attacks went of course, accidentaly. It busted a man sized hole in the three feet thick wall.
IC (Hippocrates Neo):
I laughed at the weapon in my chest, pulling it out. The hole quickly healed, I didn't even feel anything. I then shot my tentacles at the non rebelious CHs, draining a dozen of them of their life force.
"You... you are losing, Neo. You think that you can keep this dimension in order, now do you? Well, it's immposible if you can't even prevent someone like Senera from disgracing your name and destroying your branch of the Chaos Hunters. You make me laugh, fool..." I said, and teleported both myself and the real Neo into a large open arena, clones cheering.
"A crowd gathers... for your defeat."
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