@mysterxon ! CALL.
Eyes widen, large like porcine saucers. He knew this mission would have been a difficult task. Injury was inevitable ----- Assitance was needed. ( don’t go alone. let me help. ) Congregation Nightlight obviously wasn’t expecting it to escalate so quickly. Glass shattered, painted the dark asphalt. Blood was shed, warm flesh decorated with scratches and bruises. The hero turned to his companion, scared, exhausted. This had gone far enough.
❝ Mysterion ! This isn’t worth it ! Let’s go ! ❞











