02-15-2021, 21:10:03 PM
Suddenly, while the Floriæns are fleeing, Sylvi dashes past them, neatly bisecting both in a single stroke, sending the pizza flying into the air.
"En passant, bitches," she says, sheathing her sword and catching the pizza.
I don't think that's how that works.
Eh, maybe it's a stretch, but we've got a theme going on so I'm going with it.
"En passant, bitches," she says, sheathing her sword and catching the pizza.
I don't think that's how that works.
Eh, maybe it's a stretch, but we've got a theme going on so I'm going with it.
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