West stood with a painful look on his face. His arm was hanging limply next to his waist, with a large, bloody cut on his shoulder. His shadow doppelgänger was moving quickly and unleashing sharp punches that shredded through the air.
As Non-Systemer, he had fought valiantly and defeated several shadow doppelgängers. He never expected to be able to defeat even one System Apprentice doppelgänger, but his resilience was something that the doppelgänger didn't have.
However, he had reached the end of his strength.
The shadow doppelgänger was an early System Veteran. It didn't have class, since the doppelgänger couldn't copy West's because he didn't yet have one. They couldn't predict the future or know what class West would receive.
However, West wasn't ready to give up yet. He raised his fists and slowly approached the shadow doppelgänger.