👀 : holding a weapon
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King approached the chinese martial arts instructor from behind, the younger man had yet to really spot him, the god had clutched in one hand a Qiang, a tradition chinese spear weapon and it was about as old as he was.
He’d been given it a very long time ago and had had it in storage, of sorts, for years. So, when some shipping containers arrived at his new place and it was inside he didn’t know what to do with it. Most of the chinese gods on the island would have no need for it, hell they might have had their own, so when he was looking into what to do with it, someone had mentioned in passing that there was a chinese martial arts instructor on the island and that he should head over to the gym he frequented with the weapon to see if they were interested in the item.
“Excuse me…?” he called out to the younger,














