The Obsidian Warrior prepared himself to attack. His face, covered with deep scars, revealed a grimace of rage and a beast grin. A rapidly approaching dark clot could be seen ahead. Wandering ghosts, freed from the spell…
HUFFF
MY BOIZZZZZZ!!!! ๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
damnnn
clean, too clean