Blood boiling with seering gaze you face,
Swords pulled out and ready to strike.
To defend your honour ,your word.
Spitting fire ,ablazing the forest .
Onstep forward and two steps backward .
A tango we watch as the two figures choreograph their way in to annihilation....
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