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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/11/2016 4:17:31 AM
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[b]Garin Fohrik popped out of thin air in front of the man, swords drawn.[/b]
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The man stops and takes a step back, surprised. "Uhm, yes. Do you happen to know a good place to stay? At all? Because I'm sick of being stuck in this rain."
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Well, there's always the Dojo, but its extremely expensive. Then there's Dojoville. It's okay, but it's a hive of scum and villainy. [b]He sheathes his swords.[/b] Follow me.
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"Alright, will do." He says following him.
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[b]They walk up to the massive wooden gates of the Dojo.[/b] I want you to perform your strongest attack on these gates. Trust me.
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Edited by Old Man Kent: 12/11/2016 4:33:36 AM"Hm. Alright, you might want to step back then." Rhys kneels down on the ground, heat begins to rise from his armor - electricity also. Though not visible, the inside of his body starts to glow bright orange; somewhat representing a furnace. He lets out a screech, putting all of his willpower into one mass amount of energy. A ball of fire and electricity flows from his body towards the door, until finally Rhys stops - shaking on the ground.
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[b]The ball of fire slams into the gates and disperses, leaving the gates themselves untouched.[/b] You okay?
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Rhys takes a deep breath, calming himself. "Yeah, yeah. Just give me a minute." He says breathing slowly.
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Okay. Take your time,
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After a few minutes he finally controls his breathing, then stands. "What the hell is that door made out of?"
