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But his grandfather’s voice echoed: Protect. Yourself. And others.

“I’ll stop them.”

The big one swung a lazy punch — not trained, just angry. shorinji kempo pdf

The three boys exchanged glances. The big one rubbed his wrist, then turned and walked away. The others followed. But his grandfather’s voice echoed: Protect

Kaito’s hands curled into fists. He could feel the shuto strike he’d practiced a hundred times — the knife-hand to the collarbone. One hit, and this would be over. shorinji kempo pdf

“You don’t want to do this,” Kaito said quietly. “Neither do I. Walk away. No one gets hurt.”