Their unit consisted of only two members—the leader and the vice leader. Unlike other units with multiple warriors to share responsibilities, they had no subordinates to delegate the tedious harvesting work.
Leon simply smiled and gestured toward his clone in the distance—the version of himself currently healing injured Pyrrhans and their beast companions.
"Don't worry. I'll handle it."
He was relaxed about the situation. Inside his dimensional space during training, he'd already tested whether his clone could access his inventory storage. Somehow, impossibly, it could.
I don't fully understand the complexity of how that works, but it makes sense given how both versions feel like the same 'me' to myself.
Ira didn't fully comprehend how he existed as two separate entities simultaneously, both demonstrating overwhelming strength far exceeding even her father's capabilities, one fighting alongside Archon Vyrra.
