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[Merci d'Rue]

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Merci bent her body back in half just missing the swing of her sons Katana. He was fifteen now and putting up quite the resistance. She came up with a fierceness, swinging her kryss towards him just missing his arm slashing a bit of his skin thru his leather armour. He let out a yowl and did a backflip, his signature move.

Quickly flying away from his mothers fast and ferocious advance. Then in an instant he was gone, the shadows obscuring him and Merci stopped dead in her tracks.

Every sense tuned to him as she breathed in her sons familiar scent, and smiled. She lowered her weapon,knowing her boy was near.

You would make him proud my son.

You really think so?

Suddenly he popped out of his shrouded hiding spot just off to her left. She let out a growl, her body quickly turning towards him she lunged, tackling him and both of them rolling to a stop. They both laid on thier backs side by side staring up into the inky blackness, both of them a bit out of breath, the wind knocked from Ichiro for a moment.

You shouldnt let down your guard.... but Hai, I really think so.

She meditated a moment before saying carefully schooling a small bit of sadness from her voice. I can teach you no more Ichiro. It is time for you to join them as your father would of wanted. It is time for you to learn from Master Ka.

Ichiro's eyes widened, he hopped up doing a flip and landing steadily on his feet. You think I am ready mother?

She smiled. Aye, it is time, and if you are not ready, then Master Ka will whip you right into shape. You have followed and mirrored your father since you could walk. You have watched me fight and fought me in countless duels. It is in your blood.

Bishimi is in your blood...it is your destiny.
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May destiny guide you...