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Soldier Boy Copy: What?! Should i reabsorb him?

Klisp'Anarion: PPRRUUUUURUURRU!!! *ABSOLUTELY NO WAY IN ALL HELLS NO!!!*

Soldier Boy Copy: Now i'm curious if squid guy is THAT panicked!

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Just give him time. Either he’ll get better or we’ll take drastic measures.

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Klisp'Anarion: Pprprplrlrprlprlrplrprl! *Just keep on spraying that potion on him and when the mycelial veins are dried up, tackle him and force pour the potion down his throat*

Soldier Boy Copy: Ayo!!! What in all nightmares is THAT!! *I reel back at seeing the monster my copy became*

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*Tosses a bottle of antidote solution to the copy*
Here, spray him down like an insect.

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*Grabs it and begins spraying like hell as the monter retreats and clumps up in a ball as it shrieaks and smokes and steams up in agony*

Soldier Boy Copy: Is the fact that this is too much fun wrong at any level?

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*Sprays as well*
You're going to remember it when you recombine.

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Soldier Boy Copy: I suddenly regret my life choices... NOOOT! The Russians did way worst to me than this gimmick here!

*Keeps on spraying until the monster is now a seemingly dead husk paralysed on the ground and dry like a piece of jerky*

Klisp'Anarion: Prlrplrplr! *Okay guys, now is as good as time as any to pour the potion down his gullet!*

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Would you like to do the honors?

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Soldier Boy Copy: How about no?! You made the thing, you do it...

Klisp'Anarion: Prlolrtrtolroplrrrr... *I mean it doesn't really matter who does it... just do it already.. but as a teacher, i would insist Prism does it, so he fully familiarises himself with the art of alchemy...*

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Sure.
*Grabs the dilapidated form of Ben and slams the potion down its gullet*

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*The monster begins turning into a chrysalis as the potion is downed into it*

Soldier Boy Copy: Sooo... what now?

Klisp'Anarion: Prlolr... *Now we wait...*

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Let's not waste time.
*Starts to recombine and separate again with various copies in order to share and exchange information*

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*In space, in orbit around the Akashic Sphere...*



Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: Fantastic work Prism!! You bring blessings to God with your dedication child!... Now pass me that final girder, and we can begin our military training here!

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And you're certain combat is necessary to defeat the chaos?

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: Prism, your heart is pure, your intentions noble. But the Vastness is a cloth woven from threads of both order and chaos. To deny one is to deny the other, to embrace only peace is to invite stagnation.

*He gestures towards the vast expanse of the cosmos, his voice echoing with the wisdom of eons.* Consider the mighty oak, its roots delving deep into the earth, its branches reaching towards the heavens. It stands as a symbol of strength and resilience, yet it is born from a tiny acorn, a seed of potential nurtured by the very soil it conquers. Without the chaos of storms, the oak would never grow strong, its roots would never delve deep enough to withstand the trials of time.

That said, young pacifist, some forces cannot be quelled by mere diplomacy, child... tragically, beings that precede known reality, do not understand the concept of peace as much as we do...

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...
*Sighs*
What do we need to learn first?

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*Ar'Gavryiell nods solemnly, a glimmer of understanding in his eyes.* Prism, *he says, his voice a gentle rumble,* there are forces in this universe that only understand the language of strength. And while compassion is a virtue, it is not always enough to quell the tide of chaos.

*With a swift gesture, Ar'Gavryiell activates the training platform, transforming the room we find ourselves in right now, into a sprawling arena. The air crackles with energy as holographic targets materialize, their forms shifting and morphing into a variety of monstrous shapes.*

The first lesson, young one, *Ar'Gavryiell declares, his voice booming through the arena,* is resilience. To withstand the onslaught of chaos, you must first learn to endure.

*Without warning, he lunges forward, his fist impacting your abdomen with surprising force. The blow sends you reeling backward, a gasp escaping your mouth.*

Defense is not merely about blocking attacks, *Ar'Gavryiell explains, his voice echoing in your ears.* It is about absorbing the impact, adapting to the onslaught, and finding the strength to rise again. It is about resilience of body and spirit, the ability to weather the storm and emerge stronger on the other side.

*He circles you; his movements fluid and graceful.* The Vastness is a battlefield, young one. And in this battlefield, the only way to survive is to learn to fight!!

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I unders—GHUH
*Slides back, steadying myself with my hand on the ground*

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: Now... HIT ME WITH ALL YOU GOT!!

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HAAAAAA!
*Creates copies in front of myself while erasing the ones behind me, building momentum and flinging me into you like a fist-first slingshot*