Flashy Friday: Red Ribbons

She is perfect. Sharp and unyielding, she rushes through water like air. Striking at the right moment, withdrawing in a graceful arc before her enemy can lunge forward, she whirls. A dancer pirouetting in a flash of steel that trails red ribbons in its wake, enemies fall at her feet like crumpled supplicants, blood blooming at her feet like so many flowers.

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