To what purpose are they made? Would the clones be walking around, conscious, sentient, at the same time as their originals? Do people ever wind up fighting their clones?

[ She’d said she couldn’t speak much more about it, so Strange bites back the tidal wave of questions he wants to ask. ]

Sorry if you don’t know any of the answers; I just find this fascinating. I wouldn’t say I had an arcane specialty, as such— I’d inhale whatever I could find, magic-wise. That specific necromancy was a matter of necessity, and not the sort of magic I’d be able to do ordinarily, so I won’t be raising any corpses here, alas.