#rin 1

[firstoffianna]

gandrshot

♘ ; " --Master?" Lancer turned the corner sharply.Had he felt the prana of his dearly beloved master ? or was it a strange illusion the city had played amongst him. Nearly colliding with the brunette , the heroic swiftly took a step back.Brows knitted."-No. You're not ."This was a first time the man had encountered what possibly could be a master, but he was not familiar with her at all.