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*he thought of the pain he would feel and the rush he would get in battle just of bieng someone elses opponent, he also thought of the diffrent foods he'd taste around the world traveling and the new friends/rivals he would make*

((I'm going to go now but just so everybody knows, I like this guild alot so I'll be here everyday if anyone needs me, and I do mean everyday so seeya all later))

*she sheaths her sword and practices her Capoeira Regional*

High palm. Low fist. Circle arms around the center...
High crecent, reverse turn, hop and whirlwind kick...
Circle arms. Right step. Raise knee. Advance and stike, then fall to position eight...
Turn back. Snapping backfist. Reverse turn. Double fist behind the back...
Downward strike. Rising fist. Right step, left lunge. Sweep with the left arm, thrust with the right...

Unvanquished repeats the words in his head to a methodical beat, performing each movement in fluid succession. He executed each of Chinese martial art katas with precision and rythem.

Tai Ji Quan, Ba Ji Quan, She Quan, Pi Qua Quan. Sharper, quicker, stronger... Observe the moves, let the chi flow... watch closely... and learn.

Monster enter the windy field calm and at piece. He looks around as the wind blew past his face and nearly took his hat. Calm, Monster grabbed his swords one by one until there was on left on his waist. Sticking all four blades into the ground to make a square, Monster did a hand sign when all the swords disappeared in an explosion of smoke. After the smoke cleared with the help of the wind, for Monsters were standing there staring at the original Monster. O.M. (Original Monster) Grabbed his on sword from his waist as he stood in a fighting stance. The other Monsters did the same thing.

In a instant, all four disappear in a quavery flash. O.M. waited there with his eyes closed with his sword ready in his hands. Out of no where, one of the Monster appeared by O.M. right side with it's sword over his head. As if he knew he was there, O.M. strike the look-a-like before it can swing it's sword down. Opened for a strike, another Fake Monster came from O.M.'s left with it's sword pointed forward. Pushing the sword towards O.M.'s head. O.M. moved his head back as the blade passed by like a speeding train.

Flipping the sword in his right hand, O.M. crouched down and plunged the sword into the faker's stomach far enough for the tip to be seen on the other side. With both hands on the handle, O.M. pulled the sword out as blood squirted on his upper body and head. Behind him, two fakes apeared together. One had it's sword above its head ready to swing down as the other was ready to stab into O.M.'s body.

Aware of this, O.M. jumped forward and turn around to face his opponents. A sword was swung at his head as he blocked and parried it out of the way. Another was aimed towards his stomach as he side stepped it and kicked the fake who tried to stabbed him in the face. Sadly, that was a bad idea as one of the fake placed his sword on top of the leg as if looking like he was going to chop it off. "Bad idea, you still had on left to seriously hurt you," the fake said.

"Damn it...need to work on that," Monster said.

"Don't worry," the first fake to die said as it raised up.

"You did a good job with one on one but you're definitely not ready for a handy-cap and I'm not even sure about tag team," the one who was kicked said.

"Need to think about your moves when you don't even have time to think...like think faster," the one undamaged said,"Yeah, you should of chopped his head off instead of kicking his face you know and then before flipped the sword and stab me in the stomach bffore I can act."

"Hmm...good points but it's best if we relax," Monster said as he bowed when all the other fakes bowed too before turning into a cloud of smoke, back into the original form of being swords. Grabbing all his swords, Monster put them away into their individually holsters. "Well...that was some good practice,"