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“So… you’re both us from another universe?”
“It would seem so.”
Slipstream and Shadow Striker eyed the two femmes who had just walked out of the portal in front of them. To the naked optic, they looked exactly like the both of them, down to the faint scratches along their frames.
But there was one, unmistakable detail missing from the two of them.
“Where’s your Flamewar?” Slipstream asked bluntly.
The other Slipstream blinked. “Who’s Flamewar?”
“YOU DON’T HAVE A FLAMEWAR?!?!?!”