August 18, 2019
[Cards] Grass Whistle Blade
One by one, the guards fell asleep, the sweet song of the summer breeze lulling them into a brief slumber. The hooded figure swept past and picked the lock, gaining access to the throne room.
One by one, the guards fell asleep, the sweet song of the summer breeze lulling them into a brief slumber. The hooded figure swept past and picked the lock, gaining access to the throne room.