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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on Jun 4, 2007 16:50:58 GMT -5
In The training grounds Shadow stood alone his Pistol in his holster his blade on his back his eyes shut. Focus soon sevral holograms appeared Shadow fired his gun hitting them all in the head, then drawing his blade he gracefully cut the targets to peaces.
"Dammit these things are nothing and too easy if I'm going to somehow beat Tristan I need someone strong someone that could pummel me I need more pratice being the underdog!" Shadow sat down on the asphulte. The feild was a street Shadow liked street fights there was a street looking platform 100x100 and the image of a botomless pit below. He felt lonely "Well back to training."
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