Lockers Orphanage
Some of them were carrying their axes, some had daggers, and more sharp and little weapons that could also kill.
“Hiya, um, fellow little creatures!” Lane greeted them while waving her hands, but she received no response from them. “Their straight faces are consistent,” I commented.
Moha went near them without even thinking that the stunted creature might be too dangerous to approach. He flashed a slight smile and bowed his head after that. “Hi. My name is Moha, and that woman who’s standing right there...” He said and pointed at me. “Her name is Nowo, and we are from the defender’s base.”
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