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Hokushin didn't move any further, now that he was completely baked in the buzzing fluorescent lights of the prison pod, he stood there, at a meager five foot eleven, though he seemed to tower over the guard. He didn't take his eyes off the man. So he had no family, and no friends, perhaps then Hokushin should kill him, but that would possibly alert the rest of the prison. He pondered Drulovic for a moment, he knew that they would realize the frail old woman could possible overpower this guard, and kill him. Andrijana would obviously implicate him, and it would jeopardize Aeka's deal.

"Because they owe her their lives." Hokushin answered plainly, taking another step forward, to try and force Ulrich out of the door. "You must make peace with your demons, and lay them to rest. The Drulovic that killed you family is very much dead, you will get no satisfaction from killing this frail hollowed out husk that stands before you." Hokushin warned, taking another step forward.

"If you want your justice, challenge me, if you think you have what it takes to beat me."