Umbra Regalia
There's no place like 127.0.0.1
Hand made ravioli..? How the..?! Revnoir growled. "That... Proves my point. Clueless. I sort of feel bad for you. Look, kid, unless you stop staring at Kirsa like she's your next one-night stand, I suggest you get some full-body armor and some pain killers."
Xillia froze the second she heard Yulier's name. "Y-Yulier? Wait, are you telling me this is Yulier's child?!" She screamed, looking at Aura with wide eyes. She stopped the second she saw him. Even with a beard and 6 years difference, she recognized him. Aura. Leader of Squad 7. Still as tall as ever. "A-A-Aura...! I...!" She couldn't manage even a single word other than his name. Don't tell me...
Xillia froze the second she heard Yulier's name. "Y-Yulier? Wait, are you telling me this is Yulier's child?!" She screamed, looking at Aura with wide eyes. She stopped the second she saw him. Even with a beard and 6 years difference, she recognized him. Aura. Leader of Squad 7. Still as tall as ever. "A-A-Aura...! I...!" She couldn't manage even a single word other than his name. Don't tell me...