RE: GRAND TWEET V: Final Round - Memory Lane
04-15-2017, 10:15 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-15-2017, 10:15 PM by Mirdini.)
A puff of blackened shade-smoke blasts out of the figure, Reginald's nav systems go haywire.
"Come, Catarath. You must atone."
"Come, Catarath. You must atone."