Shadows of the Lost
As she screamed, the gray strands of her hair formed into spikes that attacked them.
Kleint was quick enough to trap the headmaster, Granny, and the president in a box made of dimension, just in time for the spikes to pierce through it. There was a sloppy sound as it twirled back to stand by in circles at Z’s back whose eyes were now closed.
“You’ve got skills, Child!” The corner of her lips twirled in a manner of creepiness and Kleint, out of instinct, pushed the others out of the tent with the mere flex of his energy, running through the leather-made walls.
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