"Clones? Interesting!" Bunch's eyes lit up behind his sunglasses. Rather than fear, he felt excitement. "Monster!"
"Squeak!"
Monster understood and leaped onto Bunch's shoulder. Bunch stamped both feet hard against the ground-
Boom!
A large crater exploded in the page-covered ground beneath his feet, sending paper scraps flying. Using the recoil, Bunch shot toward the nearest two clones like a cannonball, throwing both fists at once!
"Superpower Punch: Mountain Breaker!"
The force of his punches struck like hammers, instantly blasting the two clones apart. The arms and pages that composed them scattered everywhere.
But Robin had more than two clones. Dozens moved at once, lunging from every direction with coordinated movements, as though they truly possessed independent minds. Some feinted from the front, some launched sneak attacks from the sides, and others leaped down from above.
Bunch and Monster fought back to back. Bunch's punches and kicks swept wide, each blow carrying terrifying power that shattered any clone that approached. Monster darted through the crowd of clones like a phantom, each swipe of his claws precisely severing their "core connections"-the crucial joints linking their arms.
The battle reached a stalemate. Clones were continually destroyed, but new ones formed from fresh pages and joined the fight. Robin's real body remained hidden deep in the maze as she observed calmly.
Mr. Bunch's attacks mainly consist of straight punches and sweeping kicks. They're powerful but lack variation. Monster compensates for his lack of agility and his defensive blind spots, specifically handling attacks from the sides and rear. Robin's mind raced. Their coordination is built on thirty years of mutual understanding. They complement each other perfectly with almost no verbal communication. But...
Her gaze sharpened.
*Precisely because they understand each other so well, they've developed fixed "routines." Before every heavy punch, Bunch's right shoulder