Malus
The guards left, just like that.
The ancient Drow looked at the one called Scarlet, hatred emanating against this fellow, too.
Malus’ seething, glassy eyes gazed at Scarlet for a heartbeat. “I am not for sale, though murderous prowess demands blood. There is never, ever enough.”
Erik
A man two metres tall, weighing over two hundred pounds, riding a foal?
When able, they stabled the foal, which would be reserved for Sakura when the horse grew up--assuming the animal was available.
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