Nicole’s Intense Hardcore Passion
0 It was not a run, so much as leap, each propelled into the air by nameless monk enhancements. “PRISONERS ESCAPING! “Hey, buddy, mind telling your name?” Roc asked as he approached. The Harajin’s speed and reach turned him into a storm of blades, and Noah’s clone could only move as fast as he could, so he focused on dodging Klein’s attacks and studying his movements, scrutinizing the few occasions when those sickles passed through the illusion. Before they could reach him, Berholm looked up, spotting someone running on a nearby rooftop. “Hey, buddy, mind telling your name?” Roc asked as he approached. He wasn’t trusting any of his senses, only his hunch, and that was all it took for him to slash Tora across the stomach. It pierced the side, beneath the ribcage, and was buried deep. I bet Harajin who can’t be trusted die faster than usual.”
“Spare me your lies.”
“That’s exactly what they’ll say.
