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Damian's Back!

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 A black SUV comes to a sudden halt in front of an old shack. The dim light turns on inside, and an old man with a body length walking stick comes out. His eyes are white matching his head full of slivered hair, midback length.

 He wears an old dark gray robe and slips his flip flops on to step outside.

 "Blake son! Is that you?" The old wolf says.

 The SUV door opens and Blake makes his way out wearing combat uniform, matching with the uniforms his warriors wear.

 "Grandpa... it's me!" Blake responds the old wolf.

 "I knew it. I could smell you a mile away. M

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Why not just use the katana???
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