Blood on the Asphalt biker
The Shogun parried the strike with blinding speed, the clash of blue and white sub-ether sending a localized shockwave through the courtyard that cracked the obsidian floor beneath their boots.
"Your reflexes are statistically anomalous," the Shogun stated coldly, locking blades with Dax. "But biological endurance has a limit."
The Shogun shunted again.
He appeared directly behind Dax, bringing the Nodachi down in a devastating vertical cleave.
Dax threw himself forward into a roll, the white blade gouging a molten, three-foot-deep trench into the mirror-polished ground where he had just been standing. Before Dax could even recover his footing, the Shogun was there again, raining down a flur
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