The Captured Follower
"You better cancel that thing" The sarkic stares at you with hatred.
You cancel the strike.
"What? You actually? Y- Heh."
A spear plunges through your chest, stabbing again and again. You are dead in seconds.
You cancel the strike.
"What? You actually? Y- Heh."
A spear plunges through your chest, stabbing again and again. You are dead in seconds.