Chapter 12: Clone
KNOCK, KNOCK
Percy opened the door, finding his grandpa outside as usual.
This time, however, baldy wasn’t alone. He was accompanied by somebody who looked almost identical to him. Like a twin brother. The only differences to the naked eye were that the second baldy wore different robes and had a vacant expression.
Percy made way for the two to enter, but his grandpa shook his head. Instead, he gestured for the young man to follow him to the garden. As soon as they reached the training grounds, baldy and his clone stopped at the same time, which looked a bit creepy.
“What do you know about the Clone bloodline?” Archibald asked. “The normal version, I mean.”
Percy dug through his memories for all the information about the ability. Truth be told, his understanding of it was quite comprehensive. After all, it wasn’t exactly a great secret that his family had it. Plus, his cousins never stopped boasting about it.
“They take a while to make, but that decreases with one’s grade, so I suppose it should be much faster for you. The clones can’t think for themselves, and they can’t even use magic, but they can be given simple commands. Supposedly, they make great labourers.”
Baldy nodded.
“That’s the gist of it, but there are a few more key points to consider. First, use your other senses to examine it.”