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There was a bunch of martial artists skilled in various styles throughout a garage and backyard. They were fighting and learning there on invitation, and even I was there, although styleless and without formal training.

However, I'll just skip the part when I needed to change clothes and one of the girls grabbed 'me'.

Then there were to fights going on, me and one girl, and another pair. We were in the garage. The girl had long brown hair, an athletic body and she wore a gi if I remembered right. I didn't wear one, since I just grabbed clothes from the dryer. Anyways, the girl and I fought for a bit, matched perfectly. But then the two fights were going out for too long, and we had to end it with a first takedown match. The girl almost got me, but in the end I overpowered her by picking her up and slamming her down onto a table. She seemed out cold, but I just laughed and went into the backyard, laughing. I had the right to claim my weapon from the rack.

I picked up a large sword first, but the instructor there told me all the bamboo weapons were meant for me.

The rest is really unnecessary. The point of this dream to me is that skill can be matched, but strength is almost impossible to be equal in.