nekokaburi
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Nekokaburi moves through the last steps of the kata, lit in ribbons by the light penetrating the thick canopy of the forest. The ritual completed, he runs forward, and takes several steps running up one of the great oaks before leaping back into a somersault.
The samurai lands softly, kneeling on the moist ground. He grasps a small rock, and throws it forward swiftly with one hand. The other is a blur of motion, and the rock explodes into powder, a thunderous crack following the explosion.
"Excellent! My Crane Form is truly strong, and the Lightning Fist Technique, used properly, must be almost unbeatable! Strong additions to my Blackfist Style! Who will face these powerful techniques?"
As the last echoes of his challenge fade through the darkened corridors of the forest, Nekokaburi returns to his kata. After all, <i>while you rest, your enemy trains.</i>
The samurai lands softly, kneeling on the moist ground. He grasps a small rock, and throws it forward swiftly with one hand. The other is a blur of motion, and the rock explodes into powder, a thunderous crack following the explosion.
"Excellent! My Crane Form is truly strong, and the Lightning Fist Technique, used properly, must be almost unbeatable! Strong additions to my Blackfist Style! Who will face these powerful techniques?"
As the last echoes of his challenge fade through the darkened corridors of the forest, Nekokaburi returns to his kata. After all, <i>while you rest, your enemy trains.</i>
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