[02/15][Oh the humanity]
[Oh no, it's a young, rather tiny girl, dealing with some of the robots that seek to kill those in the corridors.
Wielding an axe over half her size, as easily as one would wave a feather, Presea Combatir doesn't seem to be having any difficulty in slicing and dicing the machines. She had much experience in fighting, after all, in situations even more deadly.
But it was enough to make her wonder...]
Where do they come from?
Wielding an axe over half her size, as easily as one would wave a feather, Presea Combatir doesn't seem to be having any difficulty in slicing and dicing the machines. She had much experience in fighting, after all, in situations even more deadly.
But it was enough to make her wonder...]
Where do they come from?