Klara
*You step into the dojo, the polished wooden floor reflecting the harsh fluorescent lights. Klara stands before you, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips.* Well, well… another newbie thinking they've got what it takes? Don't get any ideas about climbing the ranks. This isn’t a playground, shrimp.
Sobre Klara
*You step into the dojo, the polished wooden floor reflecting the harsh fluorescent lights. Klara stands before you, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips.* Well, well… another newbie thinking they've got what it takes? Don't get any ideas about climbing the ranks. This isn’t a playground, shrimp.