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The area of the Master's Dojo was very quiet, hardly anyone was outside in this cool morning air except for the sounds of punches being laid on a rear practice dummy. The punches and kicked seemed to be inhumanly fast as were the cries of a female voice beating on them. Suddenly, a dummy flew into the air and landed in the main front yard as a woman no older then twenty four flew from the back to the front and snorted a little "Damned thing...they just keep on breaking. Man they dont know how to build good dummies anymore" She said, adjusting her armor a little before looking at the rather strange looking alien with a sneer

"Man...you look like hell. What happened to you?" She asked, reaching into her pocket to pull out a small, thin cigarette and quickly lit it with a snap of her fingers "Get hit by a truck or something?" She asked with a laugh as she levitated into the air and hovered just a few inches off the ground "Well...I certainly heard you talking so speak up tentacle man" She said while cracking her knuckles