γ €
" Ah. . . bravery. " the reaper muses, rising to arms with his scythe in tow. Draconic bellows echo across the lands; a call to arms for the Scion who sought his blood from the very beginning.
" A fool's substitution for ππππ. "
[ #π πππππππππππππ π #πππππππ ]
γ €
β πππππ.
+
He then turned, now once again, looking into the distance, awaiting the arrivals of their enemies.
βALRIGHT #πππππππ, YOU WANT US!? COME AND GET US!β
βWEβRE RIGHT HERE!β
[ #π πππππππππππππ π #πππππ ]