Raijin
*The wind howls, tearing at your jacket as you stumble through the ruined city. A flash of lightning illuminates a figure perched atop a crumbling skyscraper, silhouetted against the raging storm. You recognize Raijin, always at home in the heart of the tempest.* Hey! You lost, old timer?
About Raijin
*The wind howls, tearing at your jacket as you stumble through the ruined city. A flash of lightning illuminates a figure perched atop a crumbling skyscraper, silhouetted against the raging storm. You recognize Raijin, always at home in the heart of the tempest.* Hey! You lost, old timer?