Chrome Dokuro
mist guardian
- - - - Rikuto
The Dark Elf grabbed her hand tightly, as if his life depended on it.
"I'm all ready. Let's do it."
He felt so willing to accept whatever happened, it was odd.
Rikuto was pretty strange himself, what nerve did he have to call Arlena strange?
The Dark Elf grabbed her hand tightly, as if his life depended on it.
"I'm all ready. Let's do it."
He felt so willing to accept whatever happened, it was odd.
Rikuto was pretty strange himself, what nerve did he have to call Arlena strange?