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 The Blue Hair He stood up, his blade soaked with blood. Shawn lay on the floor, his stomach, partially sliced open, was creating a pool of crimson around him. He was still alive, Volokov noticed. "Shawn…" Volokov started, "Why do you think I have this eye-patch?" Shawn mouthed the word 'why', and choked up the remainder of blood in his lungs, causing him to die faster. Volokov wiped his slate clean and continued, "Because men like you get into the wrong kind of fights. The man who did this to me is dead. He sliced it with my own sword, in a split second of helplessness. I vas in the same position you are in now, except I wasn't goi