Corvain looked at the...obvious madman at this point and shrugged "So you won't mind a few people making one last pilgrimage to the central region and maybe getting more answers then. I mean before we all kick the bucket anyway due to not being worthy or whatever...wouldn't that mean you're unworthy as well?" He asks still leaning against the wall looking at Zenov, he had a blank, stoic look on his face while he waited for the "prophet's" next diatribe. He calmly started cleaning his sword, holstering his gun and looking at the other Zenovs around them. "I like this trick of yours, I do not want a demonstration but how real are they, if I went to shake one's hand would it shake back or would it distort?" He asks, he was a little intrigued by the doppelgangers as he had only started reading up on illusion magics when he had left his home, believing he couldn't control them like he barely could his elemental attacks.