11-25-2017, 03:31 AM
He blinked and frowned, sighing softly. He considered knocking on the door, but from the way his legs were faintly trembling and blood dripped from his nose, he doubted that he could take another angry force shove. Sighing, he turned to head for the kitchen, wiping blood from his nose.
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[color=#8F7894]we are the sealers of the fate
we are the fangs of the snake
we are the fangs of the snake