Arrow Lake abbatia

now skippable!

germanicus did not respond as reyson swore.

reyson there, and then arsenio, the hardwater eyes spearing through the disgraced roman as if it were a pike of ice.

and still indignation roiled in germanicus, and anger, and pride.

a boy he had not met arrived with his father, presumably.

the imperator staggered backward, away from the vale wolves clustering around meadow.

pain throbbed through him as he sat down in the congealing blood of the cat, marveling crazily how three bleeding creatures ran with the same red.

more mud, to his throat, to his shoulder. germanicus did not intend to leave until he had seen meadow taken back to her home.