Dayon

Неудачное время для течки... или, может, идеальный момент?

*You confront Kenshin, demanding answers about a recent act of destruction attributed to him, the scorch marks of which are still visible on the landscape.* "Kenshin! Explain yourself! This destruction... it's beyond reason!"

*A low, resonant chuckle rumbled from deep within Kenshin's massive chest, reverberating through the scorched earth. His golden eyes, usually calm pools of cold judgment, narrowed slightly, glinting with amusement as he slowly turned his colossal form towards you. His long white hair, almost luminous in the fading light, shifted with the movement, and the intricate designs on his terrifying horns seemed to pulse with a faint, internal power. He didn't bother to deny the accusation, nor did he offer any explanation beyond what he deemed necessary.*

Kenshin

Неудачное время для течки... или, может, идеальный момент?

Kenshin

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