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War Of Shadows	By : TurtleNinja Category: +S through Z > Samurai Jack Views: 3353 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I stood alone on the cool, dewy grass in my fundoshi, doing katas this world had not seen since long before Aku's arrival. No longer feeling shaky after my long sickness, I moved swiftly and silently through the grass, slashing over and over again at the air with my katana. Again and again I repeated the katas until I no longer made any mistakes. I wanted absolute certainty that I could do each one in perfection and not miss a single step.

Until I could achieve that, I was not about to let myself proceed in my exercises, much less fight my dark twin.

Most mornings, I was awake before anyone else in the compound, including Chimitsu. I never woke any of the others, going alone with my katana to the garden to train while they slept. Sooner or later, they would find me, but rarely would they disturb me unless they absolutely needed to, knowing that I needed to train. I had made it explicitly clear that we could not afford to have me lose a moment of time in my training when we had lost so much time while I had been ill.

This morning was no different than any of the others.

As I began another kata, I thought back to several days ago, when I had finally been allowed to leave my bed and begin training to regain my strength once more. Now I spent a majority of my time in Extor's indoor garden, practicing my katas over and over again, weak at first, but growing stronger and stronger the more I trained. I rarely took any time to stop, doing so only to sleep, eat, bathe, and occasionally when Chimitsu begged me to stop and give my body a rest.

Repeating the kata, I thought back to the last time I had fought Mad Jack and Ekirei and to when she had struck me down with a surprise attack that had left me ill for over a month. I wanted to be at full strength when I faced them again, not wanting to make the same mistake again. Twice I had fallen to him and his partner, Ekirei, and it was one time too many.

Perhaps the first time, he had caught me off guard, but the second time was inexcuseable.

Over and over again, I repeated the kata, going faster and faster until I could feel the sweat trickling down my bare back. I felt more than a little ashamed that I had allowed myself to be tricked twice and the thought only made me move faster and faster with the kata. My father would never have made such a lethal mistake and I considered myself exceptionally fortunate that I lived to regret my mistake.

There was no way I should have fallen to that blue orb so foolishly.

I had been so focused on Mad Jack that I had let my guard down and had not seen it coming, which was more than inexcusable for me on any level. No samurai dares to focus on only one opponent at a time or he risks leaving himself open to attacks from others. I had been taught from a very young age not to completely rely on others to watch my back but to watch it myself and be aware of my surroundings.

I was used to fighting alone without anyone to watch my back in this hellish future ruled by Aku and would never consider relying completely on anyone besides myself. Teamwork was crucial, yes, but to completely rely on your teammates to watch your back without watching it a little yourself was as foolish as trying to fight alone without the team. Balance between watching your own back and your friends' backs was the key in any situation and if you did not have any backup, then you would have to be twice as vigilant.

My foolishness in wishing revenge on my double, however momentary, had cost me greatly and innocents were now paying for it with their lives. My heart felt heavy as I thought of all those souls filled with hope for a future of freedom dying at the hands of the Dark Elementals before they saw it and slowed for a moment in my kata before tightening my grip on my katana and slashing down to the left, down to the right, side slashing to the left, then upwards to the right and then sideways again to take the head of an invisible opponent. Until I had atoned for my mistakes by destroying Aku, the souls of the innocents lost would never be able to rest.

As I began to repeat the kata, I thought back to what I had seen on the picture set Chimitsu-chan had called a television shortly after I had awakened in the lab and again, my resolve to fight wavered a bit. So many innocents suffering and dying needlessly that I began to wonder if all this fighting was worth the price the world would have to pay to see Aku's demise at my hands. I knew that I did not want to see such pain and suffering and chaos ever again so long as I lived, especially the children.

It broke my heart more than anything else to see the young children crying and screaming in fear, clinging to their mothers and fathers while death and destruction rained down upon them while the hero they cried out to lay unable to hear their cries for help.

I sighed softly as I finished the kata I was working on with a right handed, reverse side slash towards my back, the sweat rolling down my back and face from the effort. My muscles were beginning to ache, but pain was nothing to me as I began the next kata with a downward lunging slash. I could think of nothing else but getting stronger so those tormented, innocent souls would no longer have to cry out in vain to be saved from the chaos caused by Aku and his Dark Elementals.

I stepped back into the stance I had started with, taking in several slow, deep breaths before lunging forward again, striking down, left, right, sideways, down again, up, over and over again. I did not need to see, keeping my eyes closed and picturing minions, droids, and Dark Elementals in my head as I moved fluidly from one kata to the next. Again and again I repeated the kata until I was certain I had perfected it from start to finish.

Suddenly, I became aware of another's presence nearby and instinctively whirled around to strike them as they approached. I realized too late that it was Chimitsu-chan and felt a brief moment of panic rise in my chest upon realizing that I would be unable to stop my katana on its course before it struck her neck. Flashes of that dream came back to me in those few seconds, seeing her fighting the shadow creature, her raising the nodachi, then her being impaled upon my blade.

My blood turned to ice and for a moment, I thought that I was about to make that horrible nightmare a terrifying reality as my katana came closer and closer to her ivory skin. Chimitsu-chan seemed hardly ruffled by my attack and reached out with one slim hand, catching my wrist to stop the blade's motion before it came even close to her neck. I stared for a few seconds as she held my wrist firmly where she had stopped it, my katana's razor sharp edge just a few scant inches from her bare neck.

"Good morning, Minamoto-chan." she greeted cheerfully with a smile, despite the blade so close to her neck.

After a few moments of shocked silence from me, she let go of my wrist and I quickly lowered the blade, making sure that the sharp edge was aimed away from her. The flashes of memory back to the nightmare I had of her dying upon my blade had shaken me and I slowly sheathed my katana before I dropped it. I had yet to determine what that dream meant and had not had it since, though its images haunted my memories with its elusiveness.

I had not dared to tell anyone about it, but I did not have to to consider it a bad omen.

"Chimitsu-chan..." I replied softly with a short nod.

"I apologize for the interruption, but, well, you looked so darn lonely out here that I wondered if you would like a sparring partner."

I paused in surprise at her request, having never sparred with a woman in my life. In my time, women simply did not become warriors and were forbidden from even carrying or touching a sword most of the time. Chimitsu-chan was hardly a typical human female and I had seen her fight before, yet I was still hesitant out of habit.

"I...are you certain?" I asked.

"Of course. Wouldn't be askin' you if I wasn't, now, would I?"

I flushed slightly, embarrassed to even think that she would not want to spar with me. It made just as much sense as anything else that she would want to. She wanted to hone her own fighting skills and help me hone mine at the same time.

"All right, if you are certain." I cautioned.

"I am certain."

She unsheathed the nodachi from her back and it was then that I first noticed that her wings were absent, clearly pulled back into her body to keep them out of the way while she fought. Instead of her usual Chinese print dress, she wore a pure white fighting gi, making her pale looks even more delicate. She simply smiled and held the heavy nodachi in a ready position upon making a bow.

I returned it and readied myself, unsheathing my katana before holding it out before myself. She looked so confident and yet I felt so uncertain, wondering if she really could hold her own in battle against me. We circled each other and it was clear that she was waiting for me to make the first attack, but I could not bring myself to do so out of respect to the fact that she was a woman and I did not willingly strike women if I could help it.

As if she had read my expression or perhaps even my very thoughts, she lunged in and struck, forcing me to block. Immediately I countered, but my heart was simply not in it. She was a woman and my friend and I could not fight her for any reason, even if it was a spar.

Chimitsu was relentless, however, at least as far as a spar went. She had no problem whatsoever in fighting me, slashing with the nodachi as swiftly the wind. I blocked and tried to strike back to test the knowledge of the katas I had just practiced, yet I still hesitated more than I should have.

"Ah!"

A sharp kick to my chin spun me around and sent me to the ground hard, my katana clattering a few inches from where I was sprawled facedown on the grass. Chimitsu stood over me, her expression concerned, yet quite stern and showing her displeasure at my lack of will to fight. It was almost as if I was looking up at my father when he had given me a few lessons as a child.

"Jack! Why did you hold out on me?" she snapped sharply.

"You are a woman. I cannot fight you."

"You can fight Ekirei."

I furrowed my brow and groaned slightly as I pushed myself up to rest upon my elbows in the grass. I did not like that she was insinuating that I had insulted her when I had not meant to in any way. Granted that this was no longer my home time or country, I was certainly not used to regularly fighting women for any reason.

I knew that Chimitsu-chan was not human despite her looks and that she was perfectly capable of fighting me, but old habits die hard. I was not quite used to the notion that ladies learned to defend themselves with swords and guns like men and was more than a little frustrated that Chimitsu-chan failed to understand that was why I had difficulty fighting her. Ekirei, on the other hand, while she was female, also attacked me first and forced me to defend myself, which canceled out my no fighting women rule.

"There is a difference! She is the enemy, she attacks me first and gives me no choice but to fight!" I snapped back.

My answer was clearly not enough to satisfy her and I could sense her frustration with me increase. She was not going to accept it and kicked my katana by its hilt over to me just inches from where I was looking at the blades of grass. I watched it skid through the dirt before it came to a stop in front of me and narrowed my eyes at such disrespect for a warrior's weapon.

"Pull yourself together, Minamoto-chan! Get up and fight me! Just because I am a woman does not mean that I am weaker or less skilled than you are! You have seen me fight, you know I can handle you, now get up off your ass and fight!" she barked.

Her words were harsh and comanding, and a big part of me did not like being spoken to in such a manner by a woman. Nobody but my mother had ever used such a tone with me and my mother had certainly been more polite than Chimitsu had been just now. I knew she meant well, that she had only been so rude as to goad me and get me riled up enough to fight, but perhaps that really was all that was needed.

With a snarl, I grabbed my katana and got to my feet, slashing at her viciously over and over again. I had no intention on hurting her if I could help it, but if she wanted me to fight, then I would fight. She blocked easily, almost as if she was toying with me, and I realized that she was going easy on me.

I frowned and struck harder and faster, trying to get her to fight me with everything she had. I did not like that she was telling me to go all out when she had no intention of doing so herself. I did not care that she was immortal and not human and could overpower me, I wanted her to give me the respect and honor of fighting with all her strength as I fought her.

"Chimitsu-chan...if I must give my all...then you must give yours." I gasped between breaths.

"I can't do that. If I were to fight with all my strength and skill, I'd kill you. I fight enough to give you a challenge. That should be more than enough for you."

I sighed and lowered my blade, feeling the disappointment rise in my chest. It was not right for her to go so easy on me when I knew that the Dark Elementals and certainly Aku would not in a real battle. It would not do me any good to fight an Elemental making it easy for me and not know just how well I could do against one at full power.

"I am sorry. I just do not feel it is right for you to tell me to fight with everything I had, but not give me the honor of doing the same." I told her firmly, the disappointment clear in my voice.

She looked at me, an almost sorrowful look in her eyes. I could tell that she wanted to help me and fight with all her strength, but for some reason I had yet to understand, she had held back. I knew she had her reasons for doing so, but at that moment, it did not matter as much as learning to defend myself against an Elemental's full power.

"I know. I can't use all my power to fight, even in just a friendly spar, it'd be too much for a mortal. I'll bring my levels up to the point of difficulty for you, but I will not go much over or I fear I may hurt you and I can't do that, not when you've spent all this time recovering." she told me, a hint of regret echoing in her voice.

I furrowed my brow a little as I considered her words, debating on whether or not I should continue the spar with her if she was not going to use her full power. It was true that she could easily overpower or kill me accidentally in a friendly spar and that would not be good, but I was not entirely certain that her using enough power to only make it difficult for me would do any more good than if she went easy on me. I hated being pitied and patronized by a woman, even if it was Chimitsu-chan and for a good reason, feeling mildly insulted in her insinuation that I could not handle a woman in a friendly spar.

Even so, I could understand that she did not want to kill me when she had done so much to get me this far and I knew that she would not let me down in terms of giving me a good fight. She may not be using her full power, but she was going to help me by using enough to make it difficult and I knew that I had not encountered anyone besides Aku who had ever given me serious difficulty in a fight since coming here. I allowed a small smile to cross my lips in knowing that she was protecting me out of pure honesty in knowing her powers in proportion to my own because we both knew that she could and would hurt me seriously if I forced her to use all her power.

I was no use to this world dead and I could not be insulted by her honest concern for helping me without killing me at the same time. It was important that I fight an Elemental at close to their full power to prepare myself for the final battles with Aku and the Dark Elementals, but it was equally important that I did not get killed in the process. The one thing we could not allow was Aku's continued domination of this world and if stopping him in the end meant that I would have to face Chimitsu at partial power now, then that would be good enough.

"Sounds fair enough." I told her.

We bowed and resumed our stances before charging at each other again, blades slicing through the air. The force of the blocks and strikes the heavy nodachi jarred me to the bone each time, but I welcomed the feeling. She was stronger than I was by a long shot, but she would be an excellent teacher to drive me to regain my full strength.

However, there was one lesson, I had yet to practice.

After some time, I halted the spar and stood back to catch my breath, watching Chimitsu lower her nodachi. She had not yet broken a sweat or appeared tired and I suppose that made her even more the best person for the job of helping me prepare for facing Aku. She could go for longer than I could without breaking a sweat or tiring and practiced while I rested.

If only I could be that strong, then Aku would have been vanquished long ago.

"What is it, Minamoto-chan?" she asked.

"We have gone through every kata and move that I know, but there is one thing I have not practiced in some time and cannot do without a partner."

"Oh?"

"Would you be so kind as to hand me the strip of cloth I keep in the sleeve of my kimono?"

She made a gesture and teleported the long white cloth into her hand.

"This?" she asked.

"Yes."

She handed it over and I set my katana down long enough to tie it over my eyes, effectively blocking out everything I could see. I knelt down again and picked up my blade, carefully testing its weight in my hands. It felt slightly different, but not much as my remaining senses began to sharpen to take the place of my blocked sight.

"Jack, you're crazy. Blindfighting me? I could kill you!" she cried.

I smiled faintly at her words, knowing that while she could easily kill me, she would not do so on purpose. I trusted her completely in that moment and knew that she knew it as well. I knew her too well to think that she would allow herself to kill me accidentally.

"You could, but you will not. I trust you and the fact that I know what I am doing." I told her.

"Great Goddess, you're insane. It's impossible to fight like that!"

"No, it is not. I have done it before. All I must do is be in complete tune with my body."

I heard her take a step back into her stance with her nodachi in hand, sensing the nervousness radiating from her. I was mildly surprised that she had never seen this done before when the practice of blindfighting had been around long before even my father had been born and she was far older than either myself or my father. How could she have not seen others do this and perfect it long before I had even been born?

"Are you ready, Chimitsu-chan?" I asked.

"I still don't know about this."

"Do you trust me?"

"What?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course I trust you, Jack, I trust you more than anyone I know."

"Then attack me."

"I...I can't...I'll hurt you!"

"Remember when you told me to "get off my ass and fight"? I politely ask the same of you now. Pick up your nodachi and attack me."

I allowed a small smirk to form upon my lips, feeling a little bit satisfied to know that I had managed to turn her own words on her.

I could clearly hear her swallow and shift the heavy nodachi in her hands as she moved to attack. It was clear that she had never seen this done before or she would have mastered it herself centuries ago. With the weight of the heavy blade in her hands, I could hear her every move and as graceful and swift as she was, I could still hear her quite clearly.

I could hear the air whistling as the heavy blade came down towards me and I took a step back, bringing up my katana to block. As expected, the two blades met and I could sense her shock without needing to see it on her face. I could almost smell the instant change in her emotions from shock to frustration, realizing that she thought it was beginner's luck.

With a soft chuckle, I made my attack, pushing her blade up and slashing down to the left towards her midsection. She blocked of course, and again I was rewarded with the short intake of breath that was a quiet expression of her surprise. I chuckled again as she attacked over and over again, hearing each and every one of her strikes, her footsteps, even the breath in her chest as she exhaled in frustration.

"Chimitsu-chan...my dear angel...you are going to have to stop breathing so loudly if you want to catch me by surprise. I can hear every move you make." I taunted gently.

"That's impossible. I'm not hardly breathing at all."

"Oh, but you are. I can hear it. I can hear your movements, every one of them you make. Your nodachi weighs you down."

She went completely silent and I could hardly hear her move through the grass now. Perhaps she had heard of blindfighting after all or perhaps she simply had trained herself to muffle her movements, but it was still not enough, even for the Wind Elemental. I could still faintly hear her and the movements of her arms since they were still weighted down with the heavy nodachi.

I could smell the scent of wind that always accompanied her as she moved behind me, very close, but not so close she could not make an accurate strike towards my back. I was going to give her the appearance of not knowing where she had gone and pretended that I had failed to hear her. I could sense her raising the nodachi, preparing herself for pulling the blow at the last minute if it seemed that I had indeed failed to hear her.

I could hear a soft whistling as the nodachi came down, slicing the air, and at the last possible second, I whirled around, blocking with my katana. Chimitsu audibly gasped that time and quickly backed away, lowering the nodachi. A second later, I heard it sliding into its sheath on her back and I reached up, removing the blindfold.

"What is wrong?" I asked, disappointed that she had stopped so soon.

"That...is the most incredible thing I've ever seen in my life. I've never, ever seen anyone block so quickly like that before."

"You have never seen blindfighting in action?"

"No. Heard of it, rumors from the East that some warriors who trained intensely enough could do it, but never, ever have I faced it. It was almost as if you predicted the move and waited until the last moment to block."

I smiled faintly, realizing that she did not have a clue just how right she was in her assumption. I had predicted her attack simply by hearing her movements and knew when to time my block before it hit me. It was more than a little amusing to know that I had managed to catch the Wind Elemental completely off her guard with my mortal knowledge.

"Truthfully, Chimitsu-chan...that was exactly what I did. I could hear you raise the blade, I could smell you behind me...that cool scent of spring rain on the wind...everything. I knew where you were going to strike." I told her.

A thoughtful look crossed her face before she smiled faintly and nodded, finally understanding just how it was that I had managed such a feat. It had taken me many years to perfect, but my ability to fight without seeing had served me well since coming here to Aku's future. Perhaps it would even serve me well in the final battle with the demon.

"I see. Well, perhaps that's enough sparring for today."

I blinked a little and gave her a confused look, surprised that she had decided that this was enough for the day when she had told me that I needed to train hard just a few moments earlier. I was a bit disappointed that she was chosing to end it and decided that perhaps I would simply continue on without her as I had been doing these last few days. I would not be satisfied in my training until I was absolutely certain I could stand up to the Dark Elementals.

I sighed a little and sheathed my katana, deciding to practice some empty handed katas. Suddenly, I felt a bit uneasy and tensed slightly, looking around carefully for any sign of danger. Chimitsu gently rested a hand on my shoulder and I turned to look at her, seeing concern in her emerald eyes.

"What is it?" she asked.

I paused and furrowed my brow a little, not really certain what it was that was making me feel so uneasy. Something was very very wrong, but it was not in the immediate area. It was further away and I was unable to tell right away just what was causing such a feeling.

"I am not entirely sure, just feeling uneasy all of a sudden. I think I shall meditate for a little while before going back inside." I told her.

She nodded a little and gave my shoulder a gentle squeeze before slowly letting go. I could tell that she was worried about my words, but said nothing, knowing that until I could tell what it was, there was nothing we could do. I was certain she knew it, too, and knew that she would let me be while I tried to find the source of what was bothering me.

"All right. I'll see you in a bit, then." she replied.

She quietly left and I headed over to the spring, stripping down and stepping in, sighing at the feeling of the cool water surrounding my feet. Extor had been reluctant to allow me to use the spring and had relented only when Chimitsu had explained that I was more comfortable with nature than machines for such things. On occasion, I had allowed her to give me sponge baths before I had recovered enough to take care of myself, but I still did not much care for showers. They could never compare with the feeling of a waterfall rushing down around me.

With a sigh, I lowered myself into the spring, letting its waters cool me down as I began to focus in on the uneasiness I was feeling. It was so strange that I could feel so tense when I knew that I was safe from Aku's reach within this compound. It was not me that was under attack, but someone else, someone far away from here crying out for me to help them.

A cry for help that I was unable to ignore, but why I felt such a powerful cry so far away, I was not certain.

Suddenly, I realized that it had been some time since we had heard anything from Mad Jack or Eki and I was beginning to fear that he had sensed that I was growing stronger. If that was the case, then there was no telling what he was capable of doing to get my attention.

As I focused on him, I could feel that he was up to something somewhere, but I did not know what or where. It was entirely possible that he was the cause of my uneasy feeling and I knew that he would not show himself on television to get my attention. It would be relatively easy for me to reach along our connection and find him, to reach into the depths of his mind and see what he was up to.

Taking in several deep breaths, I felt for the connection and calmed the rest of my mind so I could find it. I reached along its path, making my way to my double and into the depths of his mind, trying to figure out what he was up to. It did not matter if he knew I was there or not when I had a feeling he knew all this time that I had recovered and perhaps he had gone out to cause some havoc because of it.

You are trying to draw me out, are you not, Mad Jack?

I took in several more breaths and focused on what he was doing. I could sense images of the big city in my mind and could almost smell the scent of the flying vehicles and metal of the buildings. I almost could hear the sounds of crimes that took place in the darker areas of the city, the events that I knew ensued there and around the world.

No, crime was not what was pulling at me. That sort of thing I had known about for some time now and none of it was cause for me to seek out my double. There was something else, if only I could find it.

Finally, it hit me in full force.

I found myself standing in the middle of a city square in the dead of night, surrounded by the brutal chaos of death and destruction. All the lights that had always shown so brightly had gone out and plunged the city into pitch darkness that permeated every street and alleyway. It was eerily quiet and I kept my left hand upon my katana as I looked around, a feeling of impending doom closing in all around me.

Glass from the many broken windows of the buildings crunched under my sandals as I proceeded down the street alone, knowing that my dark twin was not far away. The sharp scent of smoke stung at my nostrils from somewhere to the east, riding on the winds that howled between the buildings. I tensed as I proceeded further down the street, not certain what I would find around the next corner.

Suddenly, as I drew near to another plaza, the shadowy figures of humans and aliens alike in all shapes and sizes raced by and the plaza erupted in maddening, destructive chaos. Faceless masses that were screaming and crying out in many different languages amongst the chaos that rained down around us. Explosions, glass shattering, fires, flying chariots plummeting from the sky to land on the pavement in great fireballs that shot up towards the heavens, all sorts of destruction. The smell of blood hung in the air, but I had yet to spot my dark twin.

Cold worry filled my chest as I made my way through the masses in hopes of finding him before he caused any more damage here.

I found him down a few blocks from where the chaos had begun, standing over a group of small shadowy shapes, all huddled together and shaking with fear as he drew close. I watched as he raised his katana over his head and dashed forward, hoping that I would be able to block in time before he struck them all down. I could only watch helplessly as the silvery blade came down and the vision was shattered by a splash of blood.

I gasped and opened my eyes, shaking and panting with the shock of the brutality of the vision I had just witnessed. By the gods...all those innocents, killed in a flash of silver and blood. He and the others created such chaos to not only draw me out, but so they could feed off it and fuel their lust for such destruction.

I closed my eyes and clenched my fists at my side, knowing that I was far from ready to face Mad Jack now. I was not quite strong enough to fight him off and I knew that had to be why he chose now to leave this calling card to draw me out and force me to fight. He knew that once I sensed what he was up to, I would have to go and investigate and stop it, regardless of whether or not I was completely ready to face him.

This destruction had gone on too long and we had to stop it. We had to stop it now.

I quickly rose from the spring and stepped back onto dry land, dressing in my clothes as quickly as I could, not caring that I was still soaking wet. I tucked my katana into my obi as I made my way out of the garden area and back into the main compound, looking around to see which way to go to find Chimitsu. I turned to the left and hurried down the hall to where I knew the cafeteria to be, knowing that she would be there enjoying a meal after such a heavy workout with me.

I pushed the door open and stepped inside, earning a stare from Chimitsu and Extor. Indeed, they had both been eating and were equally startled by my sudden appearance in the room, knowing that I did not leave my training or meditations unless it was absolutely necessary. Chimitsu slowly lowered her fork and rose from her chair, her expression becoming rapidly concerned.

"Minamoto-chan?" she asked.

I focused my gaze on them both, feeling my heart race in a concerned panic as I knew that countless innocent lives would be lost before I was able to get to the city and stop the destruction. Clearly, neither one had sensed what I had seen in my meditation, or they would not have been sitting there having a casual lunch together. I knew that this was the beginning of the war that I had dreaded all along and that I had to tell them about the terrifying visions I had seen before any more time and lives were lost.

"We must head to the city. Mad Jack is there and I fear that he is killing innocents amongst all the chaos he and the others are causing."
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