Katana Justice

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  • Skullptor

    The sword sliced through the air with the confidence of a sushi chef laying out choice slivers of salmon for hungry and appreciative customers. It cut thin and it cut true, like circles of chorizo firing up the taste in a dressing-gloried sandwich. It sang through the air with the kind of whistle that would have made Chow Yun-Fat’s ponytail from Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon sit up and beg like an obedient little dog. The sword did all that and it sent Michael Waltzinger’s right arm flying.