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A gust a wind blew, the forest went quiet. She ran through it's path, swallowing her up into the darkness. Leaves rushing
back, flying everywhere. Running back and forth through this haunted woods, her headband shined from the sun that shone down
through the tree's leaves. She stopped. Her bright green eyes looked around, hair blowing in the wind. There was still no
sign of anybody, all she could hear were the fall covered leaves slamming into each other. Until a sudden shadow figure was
shone atop a branch a the red oak tree. He looked down at her, his eyes full of hatred. His tremendous sword stood down by
his side. One more gust of wind blew between them. They stared at eachother, one breaking the silence. "So you're back
Jiro Washio." Nayoko Masachika spoke to him. "Nayoko, you've gotten stronger." Jiro replied, glaring at her.
Nayoko did a glare back. "Well I won't let you get away this time." Nayoko called out, as Jiro looked around. "I
never went away, you did." Jiro told her, and picked his sword. "Now." He began, "Lets get to this."
Nayoko took out her junia sword. As they took one more glance at each other a battle broke out.
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