So I flick the sword of aenli Blood nangkrasen to get dirty in front of me, as thou teeth, body conscious, she was broken again and again, but always recovered. Why not die it!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I flick it onto the sword of Elle. Mrs. Lincoln's blood splashed my face He was mad as her teeth again and again, but was revived at any time. Why not conquered death !!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was down on his sword of Ali. Her blood splatter blood on my face. Like crazy I cut her body again and again but I wake up every time. Why not die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!