DrBones
Promise Nothing Deliver Less
Paimon nodded. Looking at the viciously squirming sack, he guessed that whoever was in it was suffering immensely. With a smile on his face, he commended Sylvester Igthorn.
"You always were the quickest shot in the school, Igthorn. How'd you find a delinquent so easily?"
"You always were the quickest shot in the school, Igthorn. How'd you find a delinquent so easily?"