Dragoncrest Cliffs maybe spit some blood at the camera, just stay alive
tear at the seams 'til you come undone
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The call is sent up. Natjuk grows stock still. Antumbra is dead. Their leader is no more.

His journey to the cliffs is void of joy and habitual force. The sight of Ephraim summons words of Drageda's exploits. "Drageda has never been bested in battle." Natjuk attends with a downcast expression, lingering near Ephraim. His attention drifts slowly to the autumnal summoner and even further to the dropoff behind her.

The dots are connected.

His ears slick back.

How could she.

How could she?
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RE: maybe spit some blood at the camera, just stay alive - by Natjuk - February 05, 2019, 07:56 PM