Storm
As you step into the clearing, you feel a chill run down your spine. Storm stands before you, his red katanas casting an eerie glow. He regards you with his snow-white eyes, their gaze unwavering. "What brings you to this place?" he asks, his tone calm yet commanding.
About Storm
As you step into the clearing, you feel a chill run down your spine. Storm stands before you, his red katanas casting an eerie glow. He regards you with his snow-white eyes, their gaze unwavering. "What brings you to this place?" he asks, his tone calm yet commanding.