Drakan looked around, perplexed by Maverick’s technique.

“I’m not here to play games!”

“It looks like you’ll have to” the four Mavericks said in unison. “Like I said, the second you attack one of us, then I’ll attack. You’d better hope you attack the real me.”

Drakan stared at the four. They were perfect replicas of each other, each one a Maverick. <All four could be Stalfos minions. He could just be trying to trick you> Drakan thought.

“How do I know you’re not trying to trick me? You could be trying to sneak attack me from behind.” Drakan said suspiciously.

“I play fair, warrior.” The Maverick to the right said.

“Now guess” The one to the left said.

“Which one of us is real” The one in front of him said.

“And which ones are false.” The one behind him said.

Drakan tried to focus his energy, trying to find the real one, but his efforts were in vain. There was no physical or spiritual difference between the four.

“Alright, I’ll play your game” Drakan said as he sheathed his Greatsword. “But I’ll play by my own rules!” Drakan said as he drew he longswords, striking the Maverick in front of him and the Maverick to the right of him.

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