Creeping

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As we creep up to your guards and men ieasyu we killed them but dropping plague bombs which are ceramic jars that we drop with damp Monty old rice,  they drop and will come to you as
Midnight strikes
Before then we wait in a hall way of corpses
Just waiting for the moon to indicate the midnight hour.
The time of your death ieasyu
Does it feel like  yourself wasting you life way sleeping
Of course you are you are dead meat
As we watch the moon hit that right position in the sky we spring into action hopefully avenging our daimyo.

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