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Yukimura laughs a bit. He mutters a word, and the wall is returned, now with a black symbol placed on it.

"Our arrangement was that if I aided in his attempts to take K'un L'un, then he would provide me with slaves captured from his enemies. I've been looking for a new market and a city that most don't even know exists works nicely." Yukimura shrugs back, his robe falling to the floor. His body is prctically chisled of raw, hard muscle. "I'm not concerned if he doesn't follow through, he's already paid me for my intial aid. He has nothing to gain by causing my fall. I intially planned to have your father fight Deathstrike over there, he'd win, but not without cost. Unfortunately you've forced me to change my plans."

Yukimura strokes his long beard.

"Perhaps when I kill you, I'll have you put on Lord Genma's property. That disgusting blob's so-called morals have hindered my business too long. As for you Keiji, I'm afraid you'll have to disappear."

Keiji growls, his claws sprouting from his fingernails. "Not bloody likely." For now, no one moves.