Dragon Katar

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Kaito's blade sliced through the air with deadly precision, its curved edge glinting ominously in the fading light of day. The warrior's eyes narrowed as he watched the dragon, its scales a deep, burnished gold that seemed to shimmer and dance in the flickering torches. Kaito's grip on his sword tightened, his knuckles white with tension, as the beast began to move towards him, its massive wings beating slowly as it spread them wide. The air was heavy with the scent of smoke and sweat, and Kaito's breath came short and sharp in his chest.