Cassian vs. Cassian: Who's the Real Deal?

"Damn it!" Larick hissed, stepping back to reassess his stance. The knuckle-wielding clone pressed the attack, throwing a flurry of punches that Larick barely managed to deflect, his twin swords moving in a desperate blur.

He cast a quick glance toward Cassian, hoping to see some sign of progress. "Whatever you're doing," he muttered through gritted teeth, "do it faster!"

Cassian struggled against his clone, the fight clearly turning against him. Without his Domain aiding him in defense, the clone's relentless attacks left numerous wounds on his body. However, thanks to his immunity to pain, the injuries didn't slow him down much, though they painted a grim picture of his condition.

Blocking another fierce strike, Cassian's smirk returned despite his bloodied state. His face, veins popping from exertion and anger, twisted into an expression of mockery as he stared at the clone's identical visage.