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"Tenjin!" I turned around to see Aki's face with a swelling-up eye. " I just came over here to say thank you." I said, "You're welcome." not understanding what I actually did because the only reason we fought is because he hit me. I walked all the way home to my house and sat in my room. fixated on what I felt. It was confusing to me how someone so small like myself could do that to someone so big. I ended up forgetting about whenever my mom let me know there was food. My father came in later that night drunk looking for his sword. Someone had challenged him to a duel. I faked like I was asleep until he left and snuck out and watched him. There was a group of like 20 guys around a fire in the woods with my dad and another man taller and bald in the middle. I hid behind a tree around 15 back from the fire. They both drew their swords looking each other in the eyes. My father as soon as the man touched his sword instantly became sober. My father stepped forward, advancing like an iron wall. Asking the man " Do you feel fear?" silence was his response. Until the man spontaneously lunged at my father with a sideswipe while my father took one step backward narrowly dodging it. A skim mark of blood on my father's forehead for the swipe. " If I was any closer, my head would be clean off. That was a kind of bold move on your part. Maybe you don't feel fear. I don't buy it. To me, this looks like you are desperately afraid and tried an all-or-nothing attack out of panic. Do I make you feel caged?" My father said as he stepped closer. " Do I make you feel small?" My father said again as he stepped closer to the man. The man stood there in a striking position completely one hundred percent still. Motionless. My father walked closer to where he was in the range of the sword. He walked even closer moving the blade of the with his chest as he stepped. " Are you paralyzed?" Finally taking his own so and pushing it through the man's chest. He had friends that came with him, who screamed and yelled for him to do something but now it was too late. He was dead. My father yelled ' THIS WAS YOUR BADASS CHAMPION HAHAHAHAHAHA' ' All of his friends laughed with him. While six other men had to clean up the corpse. I ran fast as I could back home before my father got there.