Krekire
S-Ranked Beast
"I'm from Earth..." Jacolm said, poking the Orb. His armor wrapped around him violently and quickly. "Whoa... I don't want this cape." He said, with his voice having a Metallic Sting through the mouth cover, and unlatching the cape. He let down his hood, his hair popping out. The flintlock pistol formed in his hands. "Cool... Kinda..." He said, observing the pistol.
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