Jace studied the skill book for a moment, then looked back at Mike.
"Kekeke… but even if you summon a dragon, I don't think you can sustain it," the Lich said.
"Undead Dragons consume an enormous amount of mana. Unlike normal undead, they are closer to true dragons. And with a summoning skill, there's even a chance you could summon a True Dragon, not just one formed from miasma and bones. Even with my current state, limited by my summoner rank, I can only maintain one dragon at a time."
Mike nodded calmly. "Don't worry. I'm not the one who'll use it."
Jace blinked. "Then who—?"
A strange pressure filled the air.
Mike's shadow stretched unnaturally across the ice, then peeled itself off the ground.
From it, another Mike stepped forward.
Same face. Same presence. Same aura.
There wasn't even the slightest difference between them.
"This," Mike said, glancing at the figure beside him, "is Dual Existence."
