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Tavon
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“I was expecting you to die in your battle against Artemis,” the Grandmaster says as his voice bellows across the grey, sandy shores. “One member of Noboros is usually a handful, and their entire organization is so deadly that most martial artists would avoid them.”
His eyes radiate like two golden jewels as the skin on his face wrinkles and sinks into itself to create deep folds around pearly-white teeth.
“I’ll admit that I was very angry with you, and I wanted you struck down immediately after the fighting had ceased. But then,” he smiles while his entire body shimmers with a golden aura, “I became curious.
“I saw that you could grow stronger, that you could change forms.”—he reaches both hands into the sky, and, as he does, the fiery orb above expands into a small
