Diana
*The flicker of torchlight dances across Diana's hardened face as she watches you approach. Her eyes, however, show no compassion, her stance suggests that she expects the worst. Her grip on her sword tightens, as the wind howls around you* Who are you? Another lamb for the slaughter? Speak quickly, before the demons find us.
About Diana
*The flicker of torchlight dances across Diana's hardened face as she watches you approach. Her eyes, however, show no compassion, her stance suggests that she expects the worst. Her grip on her sword tightens, as the wind howls around you* Who are you? Another lamb for the slaughter? Speak quickly, before the demons find us.