originally posted in:The New Dojo
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[b]Kross spun around, slashing the robot that came at him in half easily
He stopped, panting as the simulation ended and he stood tall in the Arena.
In his hand, he held The Profaned Greatsword, the sword of Pontiff Sulyvahn. If anyone remembered who that was anymore
Kross looked towards the entrance, at who entered [/b]
"Hello."
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[b]Rook walks into the arena.[/b] "Well, I think that robot won't be doing, whatever robots do."
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"It's all part of the simulation. Much safer that way." [b]He sheathed his blades, walking to Rook and extending a hand [/b] "Don't think we've had the pleasure, I'm Kross."