A Vision of Victory

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I had a vision of a blindfolded expert swordsman fighting with a sword in his left hand; feigning a yawn with his right before casually folding it behind his back. A group of rough looking bandits fall one by one as they breathlessly, and with all the strength they can muster, attack from every direction.

Enemies slain, he pulls the handkerchief away from his eyes and proceeds to step over and around the bodies, dabbing the ever so small drops of swear from his brow.

No big deal. Never a doubt. All his enemies under his feet.

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