Wet Cement: Chapter 12-1: The Bigot
Another strength that you star swingers don't have." "-the fuck?" "-maybe growing up and living without one is why you're type is so heartless."
To Live By The Sword
After all, he was a mouse, and there were far tougher foes out there, even if his was a highly competent sword-swinger. with that, he ran out, and towards the direction of the roars. as he ran, he wondered what caused the roar.