She could smell cooked meat from there, but Zenko didn't let go of the red-hot sword -- just pulled it free and went into a two-handed grip and sliced again, low to the ground, aiming for the back of Kyuubi's ankles.
blah fight scenes. >E I WILL WRITE YOU TODAY, BITCH.
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She could smell cooked meat from there, but Zenko didn't let go of the red-hot sword -- just pulled it free and went into a two-handed grip and sliced again, low to the ground, aiming for the back of Kyuubi's ankles.
blah fight scenes. >E I WILL WRITE YOU TODAY, BITCH.