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Remember what I said about nothing being as orgasmically satisfying as running into a pack of fleeing mooks with a tetsubo? Belay that. Casually strolling round the battlefield swatting people left and right with your Taoist-magic-spewing doomfan of fire has its charms as well. Especially if you get to die collapse dramatically in Liu Bei's arms afterwards. I am the greatest strategist, scholar, mage and glory-hogging meanie in all of ancient China. And I do not have tuberculosis.
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