0184 - Identity Crisis.

The Cane-wielding doppelganger remained silent, its gaze cold and unyielding as it turned toward the others. It didn't speak, didn't taunt, only reveled in the destruction—it simply acted with ruthless efficiency.

Another doppelganger snarled, its eyes narrowing as it charged, dark tendrils lashing out in a desperate attempt to subdue the silent threat. "You don't understand, do you? The void gave us form, gave us purpose! You defy it, and you'll be nothing but a hollow shell!"

The cane struck again, a brutal arc that cleaved through the tendrils and slammed into the doppelganger's chest, shattering it into a mess of gooey darkness that was quickly absorbed by the cane-wielding one. The silent doppelganger's form grew more solid with each strike, its features sharpening, and becoming more defined.

"Stop it!" another doppelganger roared, its voice tinged with fear as it witnessed the absorption. "You're not supposed to wield that power!"