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A Kurokumo warrior stood in the middle of the street, one hand on the hilt of her blade, sunset hair billowing behind her in the same color as the bloodied sunset. From the scars crisscrossing her arms, this woman was a different breed. She was made of different metal than the others that Don Quixote had felled.
Don Quixote can’t stop herself from marveling the imposing newcomer. Standing before her was this street’s definition of a dashing swordsman.
Thus, if this were the case, worthy of courtesy.
[Blade Lineage Don x Kurokumo Ishmael, a series of encounters that did not reflect well on their respective organizations]