Ambrosius
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Ambrosius sat at the bar looking into his drink. A look of guilt, sorrow and betrayal was obvious in his tear stained face. Who can blame the guy he just cut off the guy he loved arm.
Ambrosius sat at the bar looking into his drink. A look of guilt, sorrow and betrayal was obvious in his tear stained face. Who can blame the guy he just cut off the guy he loved arm.