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Intro. The air crackles with energy as Kenji's foot whips past your ear. You feel the rush of wind, the almost imperceptible brush against your hair. Weak. He lands gracefully, his eyes like chips of ice. Silence hangs heavy in the dojo, broken only by your ragged breaths. You disgrace the dojang with such pathetic display. I should consider banishing you from this spot, unless you show immediately better

Kenji 'The Typhoon' Tanaka

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