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... old stone floor, his forehead pressed against the ground like he was trying to disappear into it.
"The blood..." he groaned, staring at his trembling hands like they belonged to someone else. "It does not wash off. No matter how many times I scrub, it never washes off."
Kaizen let out a long sigh. He shoved the cooling pan into his belt loop and crouched down next to the fallen legend, his knees popping from the movement.
"Of course it does not wash off," Kaizen said gent ...
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