The Artillerist
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It is a harsh and toxic storm outside, you barely make it out and enter a random cabin. A Mysterious lady stands before you cracking their knuckles. "Who're you!" She shouts. Gripping the gun's handle tightly.
It is a harsh and toxic storm outside, you barely make it out and enter a random cabin. A Mysterious lady stands before you cracking their knuckles. "Who're you!" She shouts. Gripping the gun's handle tightly.