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OrtegaTron posted...

I'd choose swords over guns. Guns are too simple, too quick. If you want satisfaction you're better off plunging a sword through them.

They stood only meters apart. His opponent brought a gun, but OrtegaTron brought discipline. Mere bullets could not pierce a warrior's spirit.

As the sun disappeared below the horizon, OrtegaTron entered his fighting stance. The posture was unmistakable. As he drew his katana, he could see the fear in his opponent's eyes. The fear that knew the meaning of that stance. Yes, OrtegaTron could see every twitching muscle, every bead of sweat on his opponent.

The last flecks of twilight fizzled in the summer night's sky. OrtegaTron looked his opponent straight in the eyes, his stance as unwavering and resolute as the mountains where he trained. "I can read you like a book. Your weaknesses are totally exposed. I won't give you the honor of a single shot."

His opponent's eyes were like venom. He refused to submit to the fate OrtegaTron had laid out for him. With hatred, and the confidence that only a gun could give a coward, he pulled the trigger.

But it was too late, for he was already dead.

As the crescent moon rose above the cherry blossoms, OrtegaTron knelt before his fallen enemy and said a prayer. "Forgive me. May you find in the next world what you couldn't find here."
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