@fatedwarriors {Laslow}
His bound wrists were sore from the heavy metal around them. Not only was he locked in a small cell but chained to the floor with his wrists together in front of him. Smart on their part but miserable for him. Visits from that red-haired Ninja left his clothes in near tatters and his skin with new scars. Gerome was sure he was starting to build an immunity to whatever poison laced the man’s weapons. Hearing steps he looked toward the door and stood. If it was that damned Ninja again he’d get a fight like always.














