The Other Martin doesn't seem phased by the Jack attack. He'd have teleported away anyway, but the comment from his Jack got an eye roll. "That's not actually true," he tells his other self. "I blast what I want to, sometimes it turns out he wants to blow it up too. So he thinks I did it for him. He's a bit touched, but he's good spell fodder." As he spoke, he was watching the Jacks wrestle, but once he's done he turns to look at Native Martin, seeing the glowing blue eyes like his own, and the anger in them.
A slow boyish smile spreads on Alternate Martin's face. "Oh this could be fun," he says just as his other self shoots a powerful mystic bolt at him. Instead of blocking it, Alternate Martin teleports away, leaving the bolt to head towards the tangled Jacks. "Nice shot!"
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