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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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"I very much wish to fight a Kaiju some day. However, my defeat was at the hands of a man, not a monster."
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After a moment of preening, he takes a closer looks at your bruises and inhales sharply. "So who's the fella that kicked the crap out of you?"
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"No way. You gotta be messing with me."
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"As in, that you're fueled by old magic, or that you're a monster?"
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