Popos Heights - Freya
“I think we are in trouble,” Freya said slowly.
A gut wound bled profusely from where she clutched her belly. She was sprawled against the wall of a small cave, their temporary hiding place, as the tail of a thunder dragon lashed back and forth against the entrance, dislodging stone and dirt. Zidane’s arm lay limp at his side as he crouched in ( Read more... )
A gut wound bled profusely from where she clutched her belly. She was sprawled against the wall of a small cave, their temporary hiding place, as the tail of a thunder dragon lashed back and forth against the entrance, dislodging stone and dirt. Zidane’s arm lay limp at his side as he crouched in ( Read more... )
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