Solomon wished desperately that his sister had only been engaging in hysterics. Nila didn't always have the best eyesight first thing in the morning.
But as he whirled around, he quickly realized that his wishes meant fuck all.
Two versions of his youngest sister were standing side by side.
Both of them seemed equally surprised to see the other. They instantly jumped back with the same level of speed, drawing their sickles at the same time.
Solomon's headache doubled in intensity.
"Who are you!? Why are you copying me!"
"Me!? I should be asking you the same thing! How dare you wear my face! I just started to like it!"
One Dakota went high while the other went low,
They spun their weapons around their backs gracefully before going for their individual targets. One Dakota aimed for the neck. The other Dakota went to sever her doppelganger's body at her knees.
