As Cetas saw the world through the Metaphysical Realm, he gazed at his imitation in front.
Alas, what came before his eyes was truly peculiar!
The Cetas that he saw didn't exist!
The sands didn't gather up to it, nor did it make a form or figure. Rather, it was simply nothing.
Upon focusing further, he could see faint traces of wind twisting itself to form 'Cetas'
Is he made out of air?
Cetas didn't know.
Before he could contemplate further, Skadi opened her mouth to threaten him.
"A perfect copy?"
The winds gathered inside Windslinger.
"Wait! It's me, I'm Cetas!"
Skadi's eyebrows furrowed.
"It talks?"
She became colder.
"You dare fool me?"
Skadi put the Windslinger closer to Cetas.
"It's really me, look!"
Cetas utilized the knowledge from his training with Skadi and Reid, manipulating the vapor in the air to form droplets of water.
"Oh?"
Skadi turned around, looking at the other 'Cetas'.
"But I can do that too!"
