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Patience as thin as ever, the swordsman grew tired of the sights available in this novel beach. Swimming wasn’t quite his forte, nor did he enjoy the cacophony the location provided; ultimately tranquility wasn’t easy to find.
It wasn’t surprising that when one of the local crabs had approached him, he had no qualms with kicking the thing in any given directions. Needless to say, the lack of thought behind his action had sent the creature flying towards one of the beach-goers.
“Watch it.”











