[By the time the clone could get his axe ready to strike back, it was already too late. Roxas will successfully take down the clone, but as it sinks into a puddle of ink, it was laughing. What was so funny, becomes clear in a moment. It had lure Roxas further away from where they had started the fight.
Who knows which mirror had Hyde now, especially when his voice cannot be heard. Though Roxas might be able to pick up a faint pounding sound, like someone banging on a muffled drum somewhere.]
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Who knows which mirror had Hyde now, especially when his voice cannot be heard. Though Roxas might be able to pick up a faint pounding sound, like someone banging on a muffled drum somewhere.]