Advertisement
Not a member of Pastebin yet?
Sign Up,
it unlocks many cool features!
- "Oh. An ambush." He sounded bored. His eyes crossed chameleon-style to spy his aggressors from multiple paths of attack. "Altria, pick off the weak ones."
- "There are none, my lord."
- - Round 2
Advertisement
Add Comment
Please, Sign In to add comment
Advertisement
