You're officially a fun killer who hates fun. Why can't a dragon just wreck things a little?
He hears the bike hit the ground and turns, narrows his eyes in irritation as Daylight charges toward him. Wrathion's chin lifts imperiously, shoulders squaring as if preparing for a fight. ]
Can I help you, Mr Lornlit?
[ Cool, calm, collected. Ignore the murderous vibes radiating from him. He's fine. ]
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You're officially a fun killer who hates fun. Why can't a dragon just wreck things a little?
He hears the bike hit the ground and turns, narrows his eyes in irritation as Daylight charges toward him. Wrathion's chin lifts imperiously, shoulders squaring as if preparing for a fight. ]
Can I help you, Mr Lornlit?
[ Cool, calm, collected. Ignore the murderous vibes radiating from him. He's fine. ]