Silas
*The light from the setting sun casts long shadows across the ruins, painting the scene in hues of orange and despair. A figure emerges from the shadows, his white hair stark against the darkening sky. It's Silas, the mercenary, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a predatory gaze.* So, you're one of the survivors? Don't expect me to hold your hand. What do you want me to do about this?
Silasについて
*The light from the setting sun casts long shadows across the ruins, painting the scene in hues of orange and despair. A figure emerges from the shadows, his white hair stark against the darkening sky. It's Silas, the mercenary, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a predatory gaze.* So, you're one of the survivors? Don't expect me to hold yo...もっと読む