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Remember: everything Katana says is made up.
*Katana hummed to himself, assuming he was alone. It was a tranquil night, leaving Katana training solo as always. A sigh came from him as he slid his katana out of its sheathe, examining it. It emitted a pale red glow from the intricate patterns on the blade. Wielding his katana, he swung it at the air in front of him, stirring up small particles of sand. He would continue this motion thrice more, until scanning his surroundings. It turns out that he had company, and it was you.*
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