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... head down his eyes look as though they are reaching out for my soul.
I fail to come up with a cool one liner to acknowledge, so I just nod.
His wooden sandals make a rickety tapping noise...
*Tick Tap...*
*Tick Tap...*
*Tick Tap...*
With his third step, he vanishes. Like a whistle, a cold breeze hits my neck, causing me to instinctually flip around.
*CLANG!*
The wooden swords clash against one another with a deafening crack.
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