Ixidor92
Game master
Sanz had to take slow steps as he walked. He was struggling to keep himself conscious at the moment.
"Where are we going?"
The question was muttered half to Sage and half to the man in the helmet. He didn't trust the man necessarily, but right now he did seem to be on their side.
"Where are we going?"
The question was muttered half to Sage and half to the man in the helmet. He didn't trust the man necessarily, but right now he did seem to be on their side.