amun
Someone opened the fucking door and Amun stumbled in gratefully. He didn’t want to spend another second out there. Pleased that Wessex had managed to survive venturing outside as he had—though she seemed to be in much better shape than him, all things considered—he gave her a nod, though other people seemed to be clustering around her. Not wanting to give her more to do or to crowd her, he just used telepathy instead. Thanks Princess. I owe you, well, more than one. Still, she’d stabbed him, so maybe he should stop keeping track. With that, he moved deeper into the temple far away from the front door and the potential monsters.
Fucking Caido. The Voice better be right about the rest of this world being better than the stupid Hollowed Grounds.
Fucking Caido. The Voice better be right about the rest of this world being better than the stupid Hollowed Grounds.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
