I, as well, have never fought a Muu.
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A mummified man walked towards me, wrapped most profoundly in bandages, a mild acerbic intent radiating off his body, or so, I felt, anyways. I watched closely as he created 3 replicas of himself, real, physical clones, that stood, 2 in front of him, to his left and right, the other, behind him.
"Clones? A most cowardly act. Two can play at that game." My tone audibly vehement, as I, with contempt, stared at my peculiar opponent.
I, as well, mimicked his movement, creating 3 of my own clones.
Tom and Duck stood a meter behind me, to my left and right respectively, sordidly about, as they sprang into existence. Harry, on the other hand, stood at the helm of our formation, a meter in front of me, visibly distraught.
Harry, upon coming into existence, releases a spear of lightning which races towards the 4 of you. As it converges upon you, it splits into 3 spears, aiming to strike the clone on the left, the clone on the right, and you, in the middle, piercing through you, before piercing the one behind you.
As that happens, Tom and Duck fan out to the flanks, making a beeline towards you, from the left and right, traversing a slight arc so as to not get in the way of any techniques. Tom and Duck trespass into your peripheral vision, as Tom, forming a single hand seal, causes the sky to rain with chakra infused water droplets, allowing me to sense your every movement. Duck, simultaneously, draws 4 explosive tagged kunai's, before throwing them into the sky, in a slight parabolic arc as they descend upon all 4 of you, exploding once within range.
At this point, Tom and Duck enter short-range, whilst I take 2 steps back, awaiting your response.