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Satoshi drew his sword and looked into Toyo's eyes. There was no passion, no compassion, no mercy. He had awaited too much to stop now.
Toyo's eyes didn´t show any fear, however he could not believe it was true. He planned everything so well. He thought about something to say, but didn´t. It was too late.
The white moon was reflected on the blade. So soon it would become red...
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