Novel & Cerita Fairy Tail Atlas

At least not before now. Celia swallowed. “My mother is hunting today. She’s left with others.” “We’re not here to see Sheeva,” a one–handed Atlas said. Of average height, Atlas had dark hair and slitted dark eyes, a cloth tied around the stump that was his hand. Celia was sure it wouldn’t be long before he could take off the cloth. However, he was now without a hand. “We would like to speak with you,” he said. Celia stared, surprised, and forgetting they were waiting for her to let them in. Jon growled, pushing through them and Celia to let himself in.