"It’s not a cage," Alex said, walking toward her, wand lowered. "It's an invitation. I spent my whole life trying to be 'better' or 'worse,' or whatever Justin told me I was. But I’m the Family Wizard because I’m both of us."
"You can't delete a part of yourself, Alex. You just archived me." The evil double leaned against the Wizard Portal. "The Wizard Council thinks you're perfect now. But we both know the truth. You didn't win that fight in Tuscany because you were 'good.' You won because you were smarter. And I’m the one who handles the 'smart' stuff." The Wizards Return: Alex vs. Alex
Instead of an attack, a massive mirror appeared between them. The Evil Alex swung the mallet, hitting her own reflection. The glass didn't break; it rippled like water. "It’s not a cage," Alex said, walking toward
"Hey! That’s for Max’s science project—which he’s actually trying to pass!" Alex pulled her wand. But I’m the Family Wizard because I’m both of us
The air crackled as the two Alexes squared off. The double fired first, a barrage of spheres that turned the floor into slick ice. Alex countered with a flick, transforming the ice into a field of sticky marshmallow fluff.