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I Am Jinbukan

I see-the•! I brea-the•! I pant, gasp, and hea-ve•! Spirit crushing monster, inside. All strength, mu-stered•! Turning him aside. Invisible clones attacking, from every side. My concentration stacking, my training will preside. Each movement must be crisp, sharp, some soft, all intense. Devastating strikes. Impenetrable defense. My master watches. Burning eyes, bird of prey. 68 years and deadly. Him the artist, me the clay. Channeling air, waves of the ocean. Tensing dragon, crippling explosion. The dead are woken, war cry ringing out. Shadows flee the fire, of paralyzing shout. Certain of death's blow. There never was a doubt. I pivot, I block! I counter, I stalk..... Flowing like water. Stance of solid rock. Reaching, growling, snarling, inner demon is unlocked. A snap! A flick. Another broken wrist. A smash! A crash! Ribs give beneath the blast. Last man standing. I use him as a shield. Vice of choke, 10 seconds. Consciousness to yield. As I come to the end, I hear the watchdog bark. "HAJI-ME•!!" It's time to begin. Again!......Again!.... and again. It is the Goju way. Karateka perfection, to survive that fateful day. -Angel Fatale-

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