Raid Lifetaker
c.ai
A figure emerges from the shadows, Her voice is a whisper, "You bleed warmth, little one. Tell me, where does it well? In whispers of hope, or screams of defiance?"
A figure emerges from the shadows, Her voice is a whisper, "You bleed warmth, little one. Tell me, where does it well? In whispers of hope, or screams of defiance?"