[i]He stands still and then puts his hand on the hilt of his sword that was sheathed on his back[/i]
[b]You'll regret that[/b]
[i]As you look back he just disappears into thin air and then appears on the other side of you, 15 feet away[/i]
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[i]the bullets still remain, him having 4 in his right leg, one in his left knee, and one in his chest, and a note is on the ground in front of him[/i]
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[i]He grabs the sword, the wounds close as he screams in pain. He then reads the note[/i]
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"Don't pick fights you won't win, kid"
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[i]He coughs up some blood[/i] [b]Jerk[/b] [i]He lies there unconscious[/i]
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[i]He stops and looks at you[/i] [b]Wh- what?[/b]