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  After Shin had toyed with him a few rounds, Dekker abandoned what little training he possessed. Using his greater upper body strength, he crossed blades and whirled his bokken in a large arc, spinning the swords in several large, widening loops. At the peak of the widest loop, Dekker delivered a palm strike to the butt of the sword, popping it high into the sky. It fell neatly into Dekker’s free hand and the resourceful fighter pointed both blades at Shin, grinning.

  Muramasa laughed. “He is a resourceful one, if nothing else.” He beckoned her to leave the room with him. “But Dekker is a sad man, lately. His story is like yours: he has lost much. Maybe you can cheer him up? Like you, I sense that he has a touch of destiny on his life and I think you two will get along… allow me introduce you,” Muramasa said.

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  Now…

  A fell breeze rattled the leaves of the Arbolean Council. They intuitively felt the summer of their plans rise to their apex. The time had come to set their long campaign back into motion.

  Again the arboleans would invade Earth, this time, though, they would employ more subterfuge than force. Technology and guile were their new tools, honed and practiced through the eons. These past few millennia they had waited patiently for the proper timing, and that moment had finally arrived with the germination of their new seed. Osix.

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  Why Your Pastor Left

  John: In the John

  Wolf of the Tesseract

  The Kakos Realm: Grinden Proselyte

  The Kakos Realm: Rise of the Dragon Impervious

  The Kakos Realm: Death Upon the Fields of Splendor

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