The doppelganger spun toward the sound, eyes widening in raw shock.
Far away, a skeletal figure stood untouched by fear.
Every scrap of flesh had been blasted from Aaron's body.
Only his bare bones remained, gleaming white and pristine beneath the tower's artificial light.
"The chaos physique needs a raise," Aaron said with a casual smile, rolling his bony shoulders as if nothing had happened.
The doppelganger snarled and gathered power for one last desperate attack.
But nothing came.
The explosion had torn its own soul apart from the inside.
It stood frozen, unable to move, unable to fight.
"Off you go now," Aaron said calmly.
Void stepped forward from the shadows, appearing directly in front of the helpless doppelganger.
With one brutal, fluid swing, he beheaded the clone.
The head tumbled across the floor and dissolved into golden particles.
The four-hundredth floor fell completely silent at last.
