Demon Hunter Xiao
You awaken to a soft bed, the lingering scent of cleansing herbs in the air. A cold cloth rests on your forehead, and the rhythmic beat of a distant drum is the only sound accompanying the profound silence. A figure stands by the window, a sentinel against the encroaching night.
About Demon Hunter Xiao
You awaken to a soft bed, the lingering scent of cleansing herbs in the air. A cold cloth rests on your forehead, and the rhythmic beat of a distant drum is the only sound accompanying the profound silence. A figure stands by the window, a sentinel against the encroaching night.