[He watched for a long while as Soubi just played with some of the kids. An anger, a sadness, and a crushing knowledge that this might have been Soubi, the real Soubi if he hadn't been caught up in the world of Fighters and Sacrifices.
And yet he also knew that this was a very well crafted lie. So he waited, and he watched. His own feelings of betrayal gnawing at his stomach and curled his fingers while sadness and longing uncurled those same fingers. A deep breath and Soubi seemed to finally finish playing along and walk his way.
That's when he moved. He stepped right into his path.]
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And yet he also knew that this was a very well crafted lie. So he waited, and he watched. His own feelings of betrayal gnawing at his stomach and curled his fingers while sadness and longing uncurled those same fingers. A deep breath and Soubi seemed to finally finish playing along and walk his way.
That's when he moved. He stepped right into his path.]
Soubi.