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Eddie's Opponent

   Goons kept pouring in to the first floor. Someone called for reinforcement because most of them were coming in from the entrance. 

   I took it upon myself to finish them all off. I had to buy time for the kid.

I took them all on. Since these goons were all well trained hitmen employed by Head Hunter, they were all adept with hand to hand combat.  

   While I fought them some were shooting at me, most of the time I would just brush thing like that off. But since I had to keep these much people occupied, I might as well use "Stockpile Third form: Achilles". To strengthen myself with the amount of bullets that were raining on me.

They were slowly backing me towards the stairs. I was fine with this because they all wanted to go upstairs. I'll stay here so I can prevent any of them from reaching the kid.

   Multiple of the goons rushed me, in that moment I yelled out "Stockpile Second form: Golden Fists!".

   I let out a barrage of fists. Each punch was empowered by "Stockpile Third form: Achilles", because I took in so much hits earlier. I was knocking out all the goons, swatting them like flies. The rest that were left were all gunmen. So I quickly used  "Stockpile First form: Swift Release", to knock them out quickly. 

   "You have done well to wipe out the small fry. It seems it was the right call for me to come to this warehouse even at this time", The figure said as he approached me.

   "And who are you supposed to be?", I ask the figure.

   In the underworld I have been given the name "One Man Army". Such a name would be too long to say so just call me one. Before I was employed by the Head Hunter I used to be quite famous, a hitman who specializes on taking down militia's. And you?

   "Just an old man with a durable body", I say as I use "Stockpile First form: Swift Release" to close the gap between us. Once I reached him I immediately switch to "Stockpile Second form: Golden Fists", as I beat this guy to a pulp. To my surprise, after a few punches One's body turned to a sand like substance.

   "Did that surprise you?", I heard One's voice. It seemed to come from behind me.

   I slowly turn around as I see One standing behind me.

   "This is my ability", One said. "Seeing Double!"

   It was weird seeing multiple One's in front of me. The best way I could describe it is that he was like a spring door stopper that you flick which causes it to move back and forth quickly, which makes it look like there are two door stoppers. 

   However, Once One's body starts vibrating, it end with him now actually having two versions of him. He probably has a ability that allows for him to create clones or something like that. This ability is gonna be such a pain in the ass to deal with.

   We began facing off with one another. Each time I destroyed a One's clone, two more would take it's place. I was having a difficult time because unlike the goons earlier, there was a huge gap in skill between One and the goons that I fought. Guess he isn't a famous hitman for nothing.

   I switched to "Stockpile Third form: Achilles", I had to absorb as much of the hits as possible so I can empower myself later. I just have to bid my time, an ability like creating clones is extremely taxing. Once he falters for even a moment, I'll hit him with a barrage of punches from my "Stockpile Second form: Golden Fists".

   "HAHA! What a wonderful opponent!", One happily said.

   Right now I was probably facing off against 10 of One's clones. These clones weren't so easy to destroy either, they could take in quite a few hits before turning to dust. And they also hit like a truck. Whenever they would hit me that part of my body would brightly glow gold.

   "Stockpile Third form: Achilles", was probably running out because these clones are too much for it too handle. I probably have to up the ante. 

   But in this whole mess, it seems my plan is coming to fruition. It was a good thing that I took my time to see what One could actually do. 10 clones really is his limit, ever since he hit 10 he has only been maintaining this amount of clones. 

   I noticed that with each new clone it gradually took less effort for me to destroy each clone. So I used "Stockpile Second form: Golden Fists". I already took in so many hits that pretty much the entirety of my body was glowing gold. "Stockpile Second form: Golden Fists" is gonna be extremely empowered because of this. 

   "So 10 is the limit huh?", I taunted One.

   "It's all I need to whoop your ass", One snapped back

   With that each of One's clones began to pick up the pace. They began to relentlessly attack me. Despite being a well known hitman he still is susceptible to trash talk huh. This might just be his final attempt at finishing me off. It was clear that he was incredibly exhausted and he was taxing himself way too much.

   I think this might be the perfect time for me to test out the new form I have been working on. It took quite some time for me to think off and try out this new form so I'll just have to hope for the best.

   "Stockpile fifth form: Golden eye"

   Instead of using the hits that I stocked up to empower the strength of my punches, this new ability allows me to empower how fast my eyes move and react. It was a simple technique that uses "Stockpile First form: Swift Release" as a base.

   It was the perfect time to test this out on One because in order to stop him and his clones, I had to pin point where exactly he is, which makes "Stockpile fifth form: Golden eye" the perfect way to see this.

   First I had to destroy one of his clones so that I can see when he begins to create a new one then immediately finish off the original body. 

I quickly destroyed one clone and in that split second I used "Stockpile fifth form: Golden eye". I saw the exact moment he splits himself in to two to create another clone. Now I know where the original is. I use Stockpile First form: Swift Release" to close the gap between us and then switch to "Stockpile Second form: Golden Fists".

   I use up all the hits that I stored up on my barrage of punches. With each punch I deliver to the original  One, his clones slowly turn to dust.

   It was over. I won.

   Man that was exhausting. I had to take seat after that one. I'll just catch my breath then back up the kid. For all I know he might be facing off against hitmen who are at the same level as One.