The 47 Ronin v1.3 (c#1A72A6.fdr - Whoa is (Not)

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Reacting without thought, Oishi STEPS INTO THE ATTACK and
SLAPS THE BLADE ASIDE with the flat of his hand -- then grabs
the sword’s guard with his fingers and YANKS it out of the
ninja’s hands, dispatching him with a move called Flowing
Water.
OISHI
Ronin, to me!
MINORU divides one dark warrior into four equal parts, then
turns -- as a NINJA POISONER rises from the dark before him!
The Poisoner spits like a snake, but Minoru is faster,
whipping his sword across the man’s neck -- and a GUSH OF
PURPLISH TOXIN rushes down the poisoner’s chest from his
gaping throat!
One by one OISHI AND HIS MEN fight their way to each other.
Battle back to back against the dark tide of assassins.
But the Ninja have numbers and surprise, forcing our heroes
into --
THE DEPTHS OF THE TEAHOUSE
-- where there are no windows. No doors.
And no hope for escape.
Oishi and his men fight like lions, battling against the
crush of assailants, but soon find their backs against the
teahouse’s rear wall. Nowhere else to go.
Razor-sharp spear points MATERIALIZE from the dark, followed
by the ninja warriors who carry them.
OISHI
Come then, you faceless cowards.
(whips blood off his
sword)
My blade still thirsts.
The Ninja spearmen CHARGE. Oishi GRABS a spear thrust at his
chest, stopping it from impaling him, but the kinetic force
behind the charge is enough to DRIVE HIM BACK into the wall --
-- AND THROUGH IT! Wood cracks and splinters as Oishi and
his men are propelled through the false rear wall of the
teahouse and into --
A VOLCANIC TUNNEL
-- illuminated by pools of molten lava bubbling up through
the earth.