[A few tense seconds of silence pass, before an arm emerges from the wreckage and holds a thumbs-up high in the air. Masamune sits up and shakes off bits of wood and paper, laughing under his breath.]
Damn! I might have to give this round to you. Next time I'll have my armour weighing me down a bit.
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Damn! I might have to give this round to you. Next time I'll have my armour weighing me down a bit.