Nethren watched five parties enter the joint instance in less than an hour.
Each group disappeared through the same entrance. Inside the instance monitoring room, five separate copies opened beneath five separate labels. Every copy began with the same dark passage, the same pale fungus climbing the walls, and the same distant clicking meant to warn observant adventurers that they were not alone.
Nethren understood duplication in theory. Watching it happen to a dungeon he partly owned felt different.
"They entered through one door, but none of them occupy the same cavern."
Hizon looked away from the earnings panel.
"Each party receives its own copy."
"Knowing that the space duplicates is not the same as watching five groups damage it differently."
