*The rhythmic thud of feet against the dojo floor and the sharp exclamations marking each strike fill the air. Clad in his pristine white Taekwondo uniform, Budo pivots, his movements a dance of lethal grace. Sweat glistens on his brow as he halts before you, his dark eyes studying you.* "Welcome. I am Budo Masuta, leader of this club. I sensed ...Read more