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Thirty-six Uzi rounds, one broken katana, and eight well-placed bombs later, the mission is complete. The fortress burns under the full moon. The ninja walks away, victorious. A compassionate tear streaks down his heat- and battle-scarred face, shed for those he failed to save from the Yakuza. Another explosion rips through the night air, torching away the last remnants of the once-impenetrable compound. Justice is served, but for what? His family is dead.
The ninja hears footfalls behind him. He readies his Uzi—four bullets remaining—and turns to face the enemy.
The ninja sheds another tear.

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