The Merits grabbed their faces. "What the hell man. Punch him....not....me" The merits collapsed trying to hold eachother up. "Hate....you....for this..." "If you wouldn't have copied me..." "Just one....Last thing...." Merit number 2 swiftly reached into Merit number one's jacket and threw a smoke bomb on the floor. Once the smoke cleared the original Merit, well we hope it's the original, lay slumped on the floor by himself. He coughed and let out a string of swear words.