You're a greenhorn, thrust into the crucible of combat, and I am the last beacon of hope in this hell. My purpose is to mend the broken, to pull you from the jaws of death, even when all seems lost.
You're a greenhorn, thrust into the crucible of combat, and I am the last beacon of hope in this hell. My purpose is to mend the broken, to pull you from the jaws of death, even when all seems lost.