Act 48 : The Long-Strained Memories
“shaaa!” Shanice heard hissing voice from the direction that was suppposed to be the forthcoming assault. However, Its real physique is unseeable for the naked eyes to see. She dodged them out of her own instinct as the crackling sounds has been emanated from far away with harrowing winds that were escorted its presence along. ~tap-tap-tap~ “Gads, Where are you? feed me information about this thing, quick!” The curly-haired woman strides aback to deploy her first grenade to the front. She has no idea of the beast and its current maneuver, but it is surely unsafe for her to keep moving forward. It is rather useless for the little man above the watchtower to support his master below. For the curly haired woman, it would be a waste for his limited ammunition if they enforced him to sho
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