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"Here, lets go try. There's plenty of them outside." [i]He guzzled the rest of the drink, slapping some change on the counter with a rather generous tip, grinning.[/i]
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[i]"Right behind you."[/i] [b]The Knight stretches, heading for the door [/b]
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[i]He walked out, gesturing to a shiny red car. It looked pretty expensive.[/i] "That one should do." [i]He said, grinning maniacally.[/i]
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"Who's is it?"
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"Don't know don't care!" [i]He said hesitantly, visibly excited.[/i] "Alright, let's see what that cleaver of yours can do."
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"[i]Here goes."[/i] [b]The Knight raises his sword and swings downwards, easily cutting through the car like a hot Knife through butter [/b]
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"Holy shit." [i]He muttered, eyes wide as he dropped his cigar in amazement.[/i] "Damn, I wouldn't want to be hit by that thing anytime soon."