Fly up high on my cloud and try to draw my evil twin away with me.
[5+1] You draw your copy up into the air and away from the ship. You are now a safe distance from the others, and your copy was too busy following you to attack.
I try to get the first hit on my clone's head before he gets one on mine. Also, my wolf stands ready to pounce while my drake prepares to release firebreath on my clone.
[5+1][3+1][3] You land the first blow on your copy, smashing it with HeadShatter. It doesn't die though, or even seem to be in pain. In fact, as you strike the head it vanishes utterly, and a face appears on the thing's chest... Ok. That was odd.
flail user(12/16 exp.)
use dark magic to create a small blackhole that only effects the enemy
[2+2][4] Your spell is weak, and your copy rushes forward as soon as cast it. With a quick blow from his weapon your concentration is broken, and the spell fades.
Remember when I got trapped in the abyss? Yeah, I attempt to remember how I borked that one summoning spell and try to get it to affect my double instead of me.
[2+1] You try to replicate the effects of your accidental self-banishment, but can't seem to get it right. Your copy takes this as an opportunity to attack, it's arm suddenly shifting into a blade as it charges toward you. [6][4] It leaves a giant gash across your chest, which while not fatal is REALLY gonna slow you down.
(wounded: -1 to physical actions)
I brandish my blade, calling to sun, moon, and stars; "Behold, the vorpal blade Catalyst, artifact of Change!" I then add the potion of speed directly to my stomach and charge my mirror image. "You're nothing like me, let's cut you into shape!" I then channel my spells through Catalyst, trying to make the image like me in every way, or just cutting it apart if that doesn't work.
Erreti phases into SHAD0Wcopy's lungs and sinuses, pops his chest and head open, then phases away quickly if things go wrong. Tharic and Legion get some earth-enchanted cannon balls flying at Flint's image.
You quaff your potion of speed, and time seems to slow down around you, your senses accelerating to new heights. You are upon you copy in a flash, leaving him no chance to dodge. [2+?][2-1] Your blade passes through your copy effortlessly, as it completely fails to defend itself. You attempt to channel a spell through the vorpal blade, but you aren't sure how well it worked. The copy does take on a less shadowy appearance though... and then begins casting a polymorphing spell. [6+1] Your robes suddenly constrict, binding your arms as the material grows thicker and less flexible... that didn't go quite as planned.
[5][2] Meanwhile, Erreti is assaulting the copy of SHAD0W. It enters the thing and then rematerializes, attempting to burst it apart. The attempt is a total success... except it doesn't seem too disturbed by the damage, and it's ruined face quickly reforms into a gaping maw, lined with teeth.
Return to the magma sea and look for magma creatures. Fire imps, magma men, that sort of thing.
[2] You find nothing. Huh. The sea must not be all that densely populated.
Take as much water as I possibly can, hopefully a small oceans's worth, and basically make it into a torrential wave in which I ride out of the water portal, into the light portal, and ride the wave up into the sky, while still holding onto all of the water.
[1+3] You carry a huge amount of water with you into the light plane... only to see it all instantly crystallize into a perfect crystal of ice. The very air here is perfectly ordered, and you can feel that your presence here is disruptive to that order. Everywhere you look you can see nothing but perfect uniform terrain, what few distinctive parts there are being perfectly symmetrical and composed of nothing but geometric shapes.