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Wu

When Wu was a small child, selling flowers by his mother’s rice stall, he saw a bandit and monk fighting once. The bandit was black-garbed, snarling, and the monk humbly dressed and bald.

The bandit flailed with his hooked sword, but the monk was amazing. He twisted and flipped, and Wu watched him run straight up a wall and fly away. His feet were like blown feathers.

Now, after twenty years of training, Wu has learned what the monk knew, the secret of long leaps, easy flight and running away from the earth.

The secret is this:

It’s really fucking hard.

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