As the mission ended, Suma took an interest in a certain person by the name of Genjurou. Rather than head back directly to the UG base, she got him to agree to a sparring match, fist to fist, not to be satisfied until she stood triumphant or lacked the strength to stand at all.
Which is why when she did come back, it was several hours late, and she looked like someone had run her over with a train made out of fists. As she limped back to the housing area, she stopped occasionally to catch her breath or laugh like a maniac.
"Oh, what an era to be living in, with warriors such as these!"
Which is why when she did come back, it was several hours late, and she looked like someone had run her over with a train made out of fists. As she limped back to the housing area, she stopped occasionally to catch her breath or laugh like a maniac.
"Oh, what an era to be living in, with warriors such as these!"
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After a moment's pondering, he added on "Though you have to admit, no one gnaws on their shield in rage or charges into battle naked any more."
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"Well. Yes. That's largely why no one does it anymore. I've never REALLY liked guns."
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Of course, mechs are making brutal melees popular again. You can't look them in the eyes, but at least when someone kills you you can tell who it was."
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He gave a snort at a memory, "On the other hand, did you hear that they discovered some old Chinese writings about ancient myths and such that featured a one eyed sword goddess?"
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