The Battle Royale
Ellen is pointing to the vacant couch in polite mannerism. Reginald, Maria, and Fritz reluctantly followed her menacing order, but staying vigilant to bring a proper counter-measure to the immediate attack. “It’s a long time indeed, Mr. Deserter. What’s on the menu?” Reginald is prompting to raise his hand, but rapidly pulls it back down afterwards. “Relax, Regi. I’m not gonna attack all of you without the best reason for me to do so... I wish the both of you could elaborate every single movement that you’ve been doing to humanity nowadays, and what’s in it for me.” “Elly, I....” Ellen averted her attention towards her long-lost partner. She doesn’t seem in disdain towards him, nor even sets herself up to lay a deathly glare towards the man. “I’m in admiration of your dedication t
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