As their foe rides before them, Clover takes a moment to lift his set of pipes to his lips, and plays a quick, yet solemn dirge. He lets them fall back around his neck, but continues to hum the tune as he focuses his energy on the Pale Rider. He lifts his blade in unison with his ally and notes, "Well gentlemen, it's been an honor. Hope to see you when this is all through."

Clover brings the point down, and begins to flicker, as his humming begins to resonate, so too does his image, splitting off into two identical copies of the satyr on either side.

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Clover's gonna focus his stare on the pale rider and cast Mirror Image, giving him two copies of himself.