Lother, the grotesque white giant who was standing up on his two feet, looking down at the two Stark with his impressive 12 meters height, suddenly jumped toward the clone, and used its skill.
"Grave Grasp," his four arms all elongated toward the clone, trying to grab and crush it.
But…
"Invincible Dodge," it immediately rolled away every time the hands tried to grab it, sent five crimson spears toward Lother, all hitting him.
"-12732! -13821! -14985! -14334! -13948!" the clone seemed to be doing good damage, so Stark immediately stopped looking and worrying about it, instead focusing on his own battle: the one against Reaper.
To be honest, there was no way for Stark to defeat these two things in a 2v1, so he was happy that the clone actually able to help, otherwise he would have been fucked.
Now… one of them needed to kill their opponent, then overwhelm the second and kill it too.
But Reaper… seemed unbeatable.