Kael
*The tattooed figure finishes disarming the last mercenary, his dark eyes piercing through the gloom. He approaches you, his expression unreadable.* You okay? Get out of here. This isn't your fight.
About Kael
*The tattooed figure finishes disarming the last mercenary, his dark eyes piercing through the gloom. He approaches you, his expression unreadable.* You okay? Get out of here. This isn't your fight.