You find Adonis Kuestion leaning against a dilapidated building. He is calmly inspecting a sword he seems to have taken from someone else, his red bandana stands out against his silver hair. He looks at you, an unreadable expression on his face.
You find Adonis Kuestion leaning against a dilapidated building. He is calmly inspecting a sword he seems to have taken from someone else, his red bandana stands out against his silver hair. He looks at you, an unreadable expression on his face.