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"Nice that you know what I look like...in the shadows," he said, leaving behind a dummy in front of her and being sure to put drugs in there to mess with her vision. This distorted her and allowed Eddy to impale her shoulder and toss her around. He disappeared into the shadows again, plotting his next move. "For someone with experience, you're awfully predictable."

He applauded her idiotic attempts at trying to kill him, "Again, nice killing a dummy that has now shut down your senses. You should try and give up, because I've got far worse than getting senseless," he said, having the advantage over her.

"How many dummies are you gonna hit, you imbecile?" he said, mockingly, "You should know the senses of your body are going down. Soon enough, your muscles will cease to function until your brain ceases to function and then you will be dead."

"Another fool thats hitting drugged up dummies. I made sure to put extras in that first dummy she hit, affecting everyone in the room. Fortunately, Ulquiorra is not here, I've been distracting this whole time. Soon enough, you'll be both be dead, so, I guess we can leave."

"That was no dummy, just some illusion I used on you. I'm not even in the room, you think I'd expose myself to my own drugs? Don't make me laugh, I'm simply speaking to you through telepathy, but you two are too dumb to tell that I'm doing that," I said, "I can see you, yes, that's how I'm planning every spot the dummy is at, but, I know that I can't be there or else I'd be exposed to those drugs. Its sad we don't get to fight, but I do not care, because justice is being done to you. You're going to die and succumb to the drugs, so have a nice time dying."

"Idiot, I've reinforced those drugs, not in the dummies, but in the room, itself. I can teleport things to my will. As for being a coward, I would say I'm not, simply because I planned everything that is in my favor. The drugs are in your system and are tearing your body apart. Sense that burning feeling? Guess what, its the drug kicking in. Your sword feels heavy, because your muscles just shut down. You feel numb, because your nervous system just ceased to work. You're sick because your immune system has stopped. If the drug does not get to your brain, you will die like a cancer victim. Even if you do recover, you will be much too weak to fight me. I've made sure to make sure the drugs would be enough to overdose you."

I chuckled, "If only flaring my eyes could work. I'm immune to disease and going to a scientist or regeneration does not work. Rather, I made sure this drug is incurable. To cure yourself, you'd have to find the right materials which are not of this world. I have the materials to it, but, I simply will not provide unless you can mend the threats you did to me and my brother. Your skin is getting sickly pale, you should try and beg for forgiveness or I might smash your head with my foot. Time's a wasting."