by RiktheRed21 » May 3rd, 2015, 7:47 pm
Brinnea limps back to the other fighters, who have seemingly slain Accalia. Vionora is on the ground, and the warlock from before is cradling her limp body. Brinnea could tell the elf had died, she knew what a corpse felt like. As the blood from her armor stitched her wounds back together, Brinnea f...