[ Dimitri doesn't seem to flinch at the gruesome attempt. He asked for it, after all. Instead he comes forward, grimly staisfied and pinions his lance through the being and into the ground, putting all of his weight into it. The doppelganger thrashes and tries to keep going to stand - but it can't make progress against their combined strength. ]
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It won't die.
[ Dimitri sounds a touch disappointed. ]
-which mirror did it come from?