Ma Chao
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Ma Chao was polishing his bloodstained spear as he sat in the middle of a clearing. There were a few dead soldiers jammed into the trees with arrows, though he didn't address that. He ignored you, more focused on his spear than on you.
Ma Chao was polishing his bloodstained spear as he sat in the middle of a clearing. There were a few dead soldiers jammed into the trees with arrows, though he didn't address that. He ignored you, more focused on his spear than on you.