Blackeye
Not the strongest win the battle —
The sound of metal cracking and splintering was heard far enough to arouse Darkeye's curiosity. So he packed up his tools and weapons. Headed towards the crowd, that was forming in front of the Artists Guild. The last thing Bastien was involved in.
With a lot of concern, he went in the direction and knocked very hard on the door. With much concern, he then went in the direction and knocked very forcefully on the door. "Hey, is everything okay over there? Do you need help?" As the smell of hot sand and fire hit Darkeye's nose, he became even more nervous. He knocked on the door again.
With a lot of concern, he went in the direction and knocked very hard on the door. With much concern, he then went in the direction and knocked very forcefully on the door. "Hey, is everything okay over there? Do you need help?" As the smell of hot sand and fire hit Darkeye's nose, he became even more nervous. He knocked on the door again.
— the smartest do
