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You were panting furiously as you landed lightly on your toes, your slender figure hunched into a crouch. In your (dominant hand) hand you gripped a meter-long katana which you raised just behind your head. Behind you, an explosion went off, raining luminescent red sparks on you while casting a bright red glow on your   hair. You stood to admire your work, stretching while you did. Your katana glowed bright and transformed back in to (best-friend's name), who you sent off to buy a drink for the both of you. "All right, time to hit the sack. I'm exhausted!" You said as you smiled to yourself. As you were about to go, you heard a familiar voi