May 12, 2020
“Wow... those poor teacups. I betcha if anyone tries to destroy Hellmare’s teacups. Well...the name in Hellmare’s name isn’t for show!’ Ink said as she feels a bit bad for anyone going for her teacups. Hellmare might bash them with her shield or riddle them with bullets from her gatling gun. Both are bad.
“What is this about my teacups, Ink?” It was Hellmare which got Ink startled.
“Oh nothing, Hellmare! I’m glad that your teacups are safe!!” Ink laughed.
