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Chapter 431: Sorting Ceremony II
Michael followed Gilrine while keeping an eye on the half-elf. The walls above
the corridors were lled with dancing plants and talking portraits. The closer
he got to the oak door at the end of the corridor, the louder the students began
to chit chat. They were clearly more excited than Michael.
Under dierent circumstances, Michael would have enjoyed spending his time
on Mazeroth. The third persona problem of his prevented him from
appreciating the life around him.
"What's behind this door is the heaven kids" Gilrine grinned ear to ear before
opening the oak door. And just as Michael expected, the hall reminded him of
Hogwarts great hall. Each specialization class was called a house. The house
tables were as follows from left to right; Warriors, Runemasters, Blacksmiths,
and Alchemists. Each long table was designed to resemble their houses. The
table of Warriors looked like a long sword, the Runemasters table was etched
with countless glowing runes, and the Blacksmith table was made of metal
rather than wood like the rest of the tables. Finally, the Alchemy table had veins
coiling around and little sprouts were sticking out from within the table.
The ve pillars drew Michael's attention. They were situated just before the
sta table. Each pillar contained a glowing rune except for the pillar in the
middle. The two pillars left to the center pillar had a crimson red sword and
navy blue chakra on top of them. The pillars on the right had a silver anvil and
an emerald green tree etched onto them.
Only the girl sitting at the far end of the sta table was young and the rest of
the sta were mature and older. Everything seemed in order, the little children
who were in the rst years murmuring excitedly and enjoying the magical
atmosphere, the sta wore warm smiles on their faces and the throne in the
middle of the sta table remained empty. Only one professor who was in
complete black robes was yelling at a student with a bloody face.
The professor kept slapping the boy despite the wounds on his face. Eventually,
the professor noticed the new students and let go of the student with a nal
slap to the back of his head.
"Students, please be silent" one of the professors who wore a pointy hat on her
hat clapped her hands. Her clapping was as loud as thunder. The great hall
immediately became silent.
Gilrine walked towards the sta table to take his seat beside the youngest
professor at the table. Headmistress Kayla stood up to welcome the new
students,
"I am Headmistress Kayla Martin and before we begin the feast, we will
conduct the sorting ceremony. Please step forward and place a drop of your
blood on the center pillar"
The rst years were curiously looking at them to see who was going to end up
in their house. They were even betting on them as though Michael and the
others were racehorses.
"You will receive your student id after you're sorted into one of the four proud
houses, Warriors, Runemasters, Blacksmiths, and Alchemists. It's forbidden to
use your real identity while you're studying in Mazeroth, your student number
will be your identity for the next eighteen months" Professor Kayla explained,
Michael sighed and relaxed inside. With this rule, he could hide his real identity
rather easily. Also, if someone messed with him, he would be able to beat the
crap out of them without worrying about the consequences for once.
"Now step forward one by one"
She returned to her seat as the sorting ceremony nally began. The rst one to
step forward was the elf who bitched about Gilrine being late. With his chest
pued out and head held high, he made his way towards the center pillar.
Rather than using a dagger to cut his palm to shed blood, he cut his palm using
just his delicately pruned and manicured nails. He touched the pillar with his
bloody hand. The blood was instantly absorbed by the pillar and the glowing
runes on the pillars lost their glimmer. The next moment, the center pillar
began to vibrate.
The pillar with crimson red sword rune glowed brighter as the rst-year
students sitting on the warrior house table cheered thunderously. The elf
grinned arrogantly. Soon, a cloud of smoke emerged from the center pillar
forming the number '23'.
"Humph" he snickered at the others for no reason before walking to the table
of warriors.
Following number 23, many of the elves were sorted into the house warrior.
Some of the elves ended up in the house of runemasters. If the elves were
warriors, the dwarves were blacksmiths. Unlike the elves, every single dwarf
ended up in the house of blacksmiths. There was not a single elf sitting on the
table of blacksmiths.
To Michael's surprise, when someone sorted into the house of Alchemists, the
entire hall was rather silent. Even the students sitting at the house Alchemists
table did not cheer for the new additions to their house.
Michael did not know the reason for this exactly but he deemed the Alchemists
were considered inferior compared to the rest of them. As a 5-star Alchemist,
he felt oended by the thought.
One by one everyone got sorted into their houses. Nothing interesting
happened until a red-haired girl touched the pillar. This girl went after the girl
who talked to him back on the train.
When the girl touched the pillar, both the pillar of warriors and the pillar of
runemasters let out a blazing glow. Even the proud elves were stunned beyond
words.
"Number 34" Headmistress Kayla stood up from her chair. As a Headmistress
of Mazeroth, she had seen many students with more than one specialization,
she even saw a couple of students with three specialization talents. Every time
they admitted new students, they would see one or two students with two
specialization talents.
"You can choose either Warriors or Runemasters, the choice will be yours and
yours alone"
Everyone stared at Victoria for her answer. While they were looking at Victoria,
Michael was searching around to see her familiar because the girl didn't seem
to have one on her. Only a couple of students remained without having a
familiar and she was one of them.
"Professor, I choose Warriors"
The moment Victoria chose the warriors, the students of Warrior house let out
thunderous cheers. They were excited to welcome such a talented person to
their house. The more talented students they had, the higher the chance to win
the house cup at the end of the year.
Eventually, Michael's turn came as he stepped towards the pillar. Although the
students had seen numerous students before him, they still had the same
excited look on their faces as they had for the rst student.
"System, you know what to do" he willed the system in his mind as he cut his
palm with a dagger. He simply placed the bloody palm on the pillar and then,
the pillars began to vibrate.
The half-elf was rather curious to see the human's specialization. His curiosity
was soon answered when the rune on the Alchemy Piller shone.
As usual, the students looked bummed after he was sorted into the Alchemists.
Michael on the other hand was glad and in fact, he was the one who ordered the
system to manipulate the pillars. He did not want to draw attention by showing
his true powers. If the system hadn't intervened, both the Alchemist and
Warrior pillars would have lightened up brighter than Victoria.
If that had happened, even Kayla would have been stunned because in the
history of Mazeroth, only once did the Alchemy pillar and the Warrior pillars
light up at the same time. It was by the Supreme Guardian Andreas.
"Number 66"
Michael was given the number '66' as his student number. Eventually, after an
hour, the sorting ceremony came to an end. As expected, Wilkas, the half-elf
was sorted into the house of runemasters.
Unfortunately for Wilkas, there weren't any half-elves in the house of
Runemaster, and in fact, there was not a single half-elf other than him in the
hall.
Michael noticed not only elves and humans but everyone isolating Wilaks at the
table. Only a couple of orcs remained still without moving away from Wilkas.
Although Wilkas seemed to be used to this treatment by everyone, Nightmare
could see the pain and anger in his heart through his eyes.
"I can turn this hate into loyalty," Michael said to himself, sitting on the
Alchemists' table.
After the last dwarf got sorted into the house of Blacksmiths, the sorting
ceremony nally came to an end. The throne at the center of the sta table
remained empty to the end,
Headmistress Kayla yet again stood up from her chair with a wine glass and a
silver spoon in her hand. She tapped the glass with her spoon,
"Students"
The entire hall went silent,
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"Let the feast begin"
The golden plates and goblets on the tables were instant loaded up with
delicious food. The new and the old students alike dug into the feast, devouring
everything before them. The food could be on par with Raylene's cooking.
Hence, even Michael was unable to resist the mouth-watering deliciousness in
front of him.
Everything in the cooking book could be seen on the table. There were roast
beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, bacon, steak, joints,
steak, boiled potatoes, roasted potatoes, mashed potatoes, chips, pudding,
peas, and carrots. The desserts such as blocks of assorted ice cream, apple pies,
chocolate gateau, treacle tart, pumpkin tart, chocolate éclairs & jam
doughnuts, trie, and strawberries were served for the students who craved
sweets.
After the last student licked his bowl clean, the food on the table magically
disappeared as the table became empty once again,
"Now the students can take some time to bask yourselves in the beauty of
Mazeroth. But remember, the forest to the west is forbidden for the students"
Headmistress Kayla's words piqued his curiosity. If the forest was forbidden, he
knew there must be some secret hiding within the forest and that secret might
be the dark elf he was looking for.
"Follow him or I'll bite your head o" Nightmare threatened Wilkas when he
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Chapter 431: Sorting Ceremony II
Michael followed Gilrine while keeping an eye on the half-elf. The walls above
the corridors were lled with dancing plants and talking portraits. The closer
he got to the oak door at the end of the corridor, the louder the students began
to chit chat. They were clearly more excited than Michael.
Under dierent circumstances, Michael would have enjoyed spending his time
on Mazeroth. The third persona problem of his prevented him from
appreciating the life around him.
"What's behind this door is the heaven kids" Gilrine grinned ear to ear before
opening the oak door. And just as Michael expected, the hall reminded him of
Hogwarts great hall. Each specialization class was called a house. The house
tables were as follows from left to right; Warriors, Runemasters, Blacksmiths,
and Alchemists. Each long table was designed to resemble their houses. The
table of Warriors looked like a long sword, the Runemasters table was etched
with countless glowing runes, and the Blacksmith table was made of metal
rather than wood like the rest of the tables. Finally, the Alchemy table had veins
coiling around and little sprouts were sticking out from within the table.
The ve pillars drew Michael's attention. They were situated just before the
sta table. Each pillar contained a glowing rune except for the pillar in the
middle. The two pillars left to the center pillar had a crimson red sword and
navy blue chakra on top of them. The pillars on the right had a silver anvil and
an emerald green tree etched onto them.
Only the girl sitting at the far end of the sta table was young and the rest of
the sta were mature and older. Everything seemed in order, the little children
who were in the rst years murmuring excitedly and enjoying the magical
atmosphere, the sta wore warm smiles on their faces and the throne in the
middle of the sta table remained empty. Only one professor who was in
complete black robes was yelling at a student with a bloody face.
The professor kept slapping the boy despite the wounds on his face. Eventually,
the professor noticed the new students and let go of the student with a nal
slap to the back of his head.
"Students, please be silent" one of the professors who wore a pointy hat on her
hat clapped her hands. Her clapping was as loud as thunder. The great hall
immediately became silent.
Gilrine walked towards the sta table to take his seat beside the youngest
professor at the table. Headmistress Kayla stood up to welcome the new
students,
"I am Headmistress Kayla Martin and before we begin the feast, we will
conduct the sorting ceremony. Please step forward and place a drop of your
blood on the center pillar"
The rst years were curiously looking at them to see who was going to end up
in their house. They were even betting on them as though Michael and the
others were racehorses.
"You will receive your student id after you're sorted into one of the four proud
houses, Warriors, Runemasters, Blacksmiths, and Alchemists. It's forbidden to
use your real identity while you're studying in Mazeroth, your student number
will be your identity for the next eighteen months" Professor Kayla explained,
Michael sighed and relaxed inside. With this rule, he could hide his real identity
rather easily. Also, if someone messed with him, he would be able to beat the
crap out of them without worrying about the consequences for once.
"Now step forward one by one"
She returned to her seat as the sorting ceremony nally began. The rst one to
step forward was the elf who bitched about Gilrine being late. With his chest
pued out and head held high, he made his way towards the center pillar.
Rather than using a dagger to cut his palm to shed blood, he cut his palm using
just his delicately pruned and manicured nails. He touched the pillar with his
bloody hand. The blood was instantly absorbed by the pillar and the glowing
runes on the pillars lost their glimmer. The next moment, the center pillar
began to vibrate.
The pillar with crimson red sword rune glowed brighter as the rst-year
students sitting on the warrior house table cheered thunderously. The elf
grinned arrogantly. Soon, a cloud of smoke emerged from the center pillar
forming the number '23'.
"Humph" he snickered at the others for no reason before walking to the table
of warriors.
Following number 23, many of the elves were sorted into the house warrior.
Some of the elves ended up in the house of runemasters. If the elves were
warriors, the dwarves were blacksmiths. Unlike the elves, every single dwarf
ended up in the house of blacksmiths. There was not a single elf sitting on the
table of blacksmiths.
To Michael's surprise, when someone sorted into the house of Alchemists, the
entire hall was rather silent. Even the students sitting at the house Alchemists
table did not cheer for the new additions to their house.
Michael did not know the reason for this exactly but he deemed the Alchemists
were considered inferior compared to the rest of them. As a 5-star Alchemist,
he felt oended by the thought.
One by one everyone got sorted into their houses. Nothing interesting
happened until a red-haired girl touched the pillar. This girl went after the girl
who talked to him back on the train.
When the girl touched the pillar, both the pillar of warriors and the pillar of
runemasters let out a blazing glow. Even the proud elves were stunned beyond
words.
"Number 34" Headmistress Kayla stood up from her chair. As a Headmistress
of Mazeroth, she had seen many students with more than one specialization,
she even saw a couple of students with three specialization talents. Every time
they admitted new students, they would see one or two students with two
specialization talents.
"You can choose either Warriors or Runemasters, the choice will be yours and
yours alone"
Everyone stared at Victoria for her answer. While they were looking at Victoria,
Michael was searching around to see her familiar because the girl didn't seem
to have one on her. Only a couple of students remained without having a
familiar and she was one of them.
"Professor, I choose Warriors"
The moment Victoria chose the warriors, the students of Warrior house let out
thunderous cheers. They were excited to welcome such a talented person to
their house. The more talented students they had, the higher the chance to win
the house cup at the end of the year.
Eventually, Michael's turn came as he stepped towards the pillar. Although the
students had seen numerous students before him, they still had the same
excited look on their faces as they had for the rst student.
"System, you know what to do" he willed the system in his mind as he cut his
palm with a dagger. He simply placed the bloody palm on the pillar and then,
the pillars began to vibrate.
The half-elf was rather curious to see the human's specialization. His curiosity
was soon answered when the rune on the Alchemy Piller shone.
As usual, the students looked bummed after he was sorted into the Alchemists.
Michael on the other hand was glad and in fact, he was the one who ordered the
system to manipulate the pillars. He did not want to draw attention by showing
his true powers. If the system hadn't intervened, both the Alchemist and
Warrior pillars would have lightened up brighter than Victoria.
If that had happened, even Kayla would have been stunned because in the
history of Mazeroth, only once did the Alchemy pillar and the Warrior pillars
light up at the same time. It was by the Supreme Guardian Andreas.
"Number 66"
Michael was given the number '66' as his student number. Eventually, after an
hour, the sorting ceremony came to an end. As expected, Wilkas, the half-elf
was sorted into the house of runemasters.
Unfortunately for Wilkas, there weren't any half-elves in the house of
Runemaster, and in fact, there was not a single half-elf other than him in the
hall.
Michael noticed not only elves and humans but everyone isolating Wilaks at the
table. Only a couple of orcs remained still without moving away from Wilkas.
Although Wilkas seemed to be used to this treatment by everyone, Nightmare
could see the pain and anger in his heart through his eyes.
"I can turn this hate into loyalty," Michael said to himself, sitting on the
Alchemists' table.
After the last dwarf got sorted into the house of Blacksmiths, the sorting
ceremony nally came to an end. The throne at the center of the sta table
remained empty to the end,
Headmistress Kayla yet again stood up from her chair with a wine glass and a
silver spoon in her hand. She tapped the glass with her spoon,
"Students"
The entire hall went silent,
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"Let the feast begin"
The golden plates and goblets on the tables were instant loaded up with
delicious food. The new and the old students alike dug into the feast, devouring
everything before them. The food could be on par with Raylene's cooking.
Hence, even Michael was unable to resist the mouth-watering deliciousness in
front of him.
Everything in the cooking book could be seen on the table. There were roast
beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, bacon, steak, joints,
steak, boiled potatoes, roasted potatoes, mashed potatoes, chips, pudding,
peas, and carrots. The desserts such as blocks of assorted ice cream, apple pies,
chocolate gateau, treacle tart, pumpkin tart, chocolate éclairs & jam
doughnuts, trie, and strawberries were served for the students who craved
sweets.
After the last student licked his bowl clean, the food on the table magically
disappeared as the table became empty once again,
"Now the students can take some time to bask yourselves in the beauty of
Mazeroth. But remember, the forest to the west is forbidden for the students"
Headmistress Kayla's words piqued his curiosity. If the forest was forbidden, he
knew there must be some secret hiding within the forest and that secret might
be the dark elf he was looking for.
"Follow him or I'll bite your head o" Nightmare threatened Wilkas when he
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Chapter 431: Sorting Ceremony II Michael followed Gilrine while keeping an eye on the half-elf. The walls abovethe corridors were lled with dancing plants and talking portraits. The closerhe got to the oak door at the end of the corridor, the louder the students beganto chit chat. They were clearly more excited than Michael.Under dierent circumstances, Michael would have enjoyed spending his timeon Mazeroth. The third persona problem of his prevented him fromappreciating the life around him."What's behind this door is the heaven kids" Gilrine grinned ear to ear beforeopening the oak door. And just as Michael expected, the hall reminded him ofHogwarts great hall. Each specialization class was called a house. The housetables were as follows from left to right; Warriors, Runemasters, Blacksmiths,and Alchemists. Each long table was designed to resemble their houses. Thetable of Warriors looked like a long sword, the Runemasters table was etchedwith countless glowing runes, and the Blacksmith table was made of metalrather than wood like the rest of the tables. Finally, the Alchemy table had veinscoiling around and little sprouts were sticking out from within the table.The ve pillars drew Michael's attention. They were situated just before thesta table. Each pillar contained a glowing rune except for the pillar in themiddle. The two pillars left to the center pillar had a crimson red sword andnavy blue chakra on top of them. The pillars on the right had a silver anvil andan emerald green tree etched onto them.Only the girl sitting at the far end of the sta table was young and the rest ofthe sta were mature and older. Everything seemed in order, the little childrenwho were in the rst years murmuring excitedly and enjoying the magicalatmosphere, the sta wore warm smiles on their faces and the throne in themiddle of the sta table remained empty. Only one professor who was incomplete black robes was yelling at a student with a bloody face.The professor kept slapping the boy despite the wounds on his face. Eventually,the professor noticed the new students and let go of the student with a nalslap to the back of his head."Students, please be silent" one of the professors who wore a pointy hat on herhat clapped her hands. Her clapping was as loud as thunder. The great hallimmediately became silent.Gilrine walked towards the sta table to take his seat beside the youngestprofessor at the table. Headmistress Kayla stood up to welcome the newstudents,"I am Headmistress Kayla Martin and before we begin the feast, we willconduct the sorting ceremony. Please step forward and place a drop of yourblood on the center pillar"The rst years were curiously looking at them to see who was going to end upin their house. They were even betting on them as though Michael and theothers were racehorses."You will receive your student id after you're sorted into one of the four proudhouses, Warriors, Runemasters, Blacksmiths, and Alchemists. It's forbidden touse your real identity while you're studying in Mazeroth, your student numberwill be your identity for the next eighteen months" Professor Kayla explained,Michael sighed and relaxed inside. With this rule, he could hide his real identityrather easily. Also, if someone messed with him, he would be able to beat thecrap out of them without worrying about the consequences for once."Now step forward one by one"She returned to her seat as the sorting ceremony nally began. The rst one tostep forward was the elf who bitched about Gilrine being late. With his chestpued out and head held high, he made his way towards the center pillar.Rather than using a dagger to cut his palm to shed blood, he cut his palm usingjust his delicately pruned and manicured nails. He touched the pillar with hisbloody hand. The blood was instantly absorbed by the pillar and the glowingrunes on the pillars lost their glimmer. The next moment, the center pillarbegan to vibrate.The pillar with crimson red sword rune glowed brighter as the rst-yearstudents sitting on the warrior house table cheered thunderously. The elfgrinned arrogantly. Soon, a cloud of smoke emerged from the center pillarforming the number '23'."Humph" he snickered at the others for no reason before walking to the tableof warriors.Following number 23, many of the elves were sorted into the house warrior.Some of the elves ended up in the house of runemasters. If the elves werewarriors, the dwarves were blacksmiths. Unlike the elves, every single dwarfended up in the house of blacksmiths. There was not a single elf sitting on thetable of blacksmiths.To Michael's surprise, when someone sorted into the house of Alchemists, theentire hall was rather silent. Even the students sitting at the house Alchemiststable did not cheer for the new additions to their house.Michael did not know the reason for this exactly but he deemed the Alchemistswere considered inferior compared to the rest of them. As a 5-star Alchemist,he felt oended by the thought.One by one everyone got sorted into their houses. Nothing interestinghappened until a red-haired girl touched the pillar. This girl went after the girlwho talked to him back on the train.When the girl touched the pillar, both the pillar of warriors and the pillar ofrunemasters let out a blazing glow. Even the proud elves were stunned beyondwords."Number 34" Headmistress Kayla stood up from her chair. As a Headmistressof Mazeroth, she had seen many students with more than one specialization,she even saw a couple of students with three specialization talents. Every timethey admitted new students, they would see one or two students with twospecialization talents."You can choose either Warriors or Runemasters, the choice will be yours andyours alone"Everyone stared at Victoria for her answer. While they were looking at Victoria,Michael was searching around to see her familiar because the girl didn't seemto have one on her. Only a couple of students remained without having afamiliar and she was one of them."Professor, I choose Warriors"The moment Victoria chose the warriors, the students of Warrior house let outthunderous cheers. They were excited to welcome such a talented person totheir house. The more talented students they had, the higher the chance to winthe house cup at the end of the year.Eventually, Michael's turn came as he stepped towards the pillar. Although thestudents had seen numerous students before him, they still had the sameexcited look on their faces as they had for the rst student."System, you know what to do" he willed the system in his mind as he cut hispalm with a dagger. He simply placed the bloody palm on the pillar and then,the pillars began to vibrate.The half-elf was rather curious to see the human's specialization. His curiositywas soon answered when the rune on the Alchemy Piller shone.As usual, the students looked bummed after he was sorted into the Alchemists.Michael on the other hand was glad and in fact, he was the one who ordered thesystem to manipulate the pillars. He did not want to draw attention by showinghis true powers. If the system hadn't intervened, both the Alchemist andWarrior pillars would have lightened up brighter than Victoria.If that had happened, even Kayla would have been stunned because in thehistory of Mazeroth, only once did the Alchemy pillar and the Warrior pillarslight up at the same time. It was by the Supreme Guardian Andreas."Number 66"Michael was given the number '66' as his student number. Eventually, after anhour, the sorting ceremony came to an end. As expected, Wilkas, the half-elfwas sorted into the house of runemasters.Unfortunately for Wilkas, there weren't any half-elves in the house ofRunemaster, and in fact, there was not a single half-elf other than him in thehall.Michael noticed not only elves and humans but everyone isolating Wilaks at thetable. Only a couple of orcs remained still without moving away from Wilkas.Although Wilkas seemed to be used to this treatment by everyone, Nightmarecould see the pain and anger in his heart through his eyes."I can turn this hate into loyalty," Michael said to himself, sitting on theAlchemists' table.After the last dwarf got sorted into the house of Blacksmiths, the sortingceremony nally came to an end. The throne at the center of the sta tableremained empty to the end,Headmistress Kayla yet again stood up from her chair with a wine glass and asilver spoon in her hand. She tapped the glass with her spoon,"Students"The entire hall went silent,0GiftReceivedWeekly Power StatusSee Who Voted200+PowerRanking422PowerStoneVOTE1 STONE LEFTYou may also LikeMore New chapter is coming soon WRITE A REVIEWGifts"Let the feast begin"The golden plates and goblets on the tables were instant loaded up withdelicious food. The new and the old students alike dug into the feast, devouringeverything before them. The food could be on par with Raylene's cooking.Hence, even Michael was unable to resist the mouth-watering deliciousness infront of him.Everything in the cooking book could be seen on the table. There were roastbeef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, bacon, steak, joints,steak, boiled potatoes, roasted potatoes, mashed potatoes, chips, pudding,peas, and carrots. The desserts such as blocks of assorted ice cream, apple pies,chocolate gateau, treacle tart, pumpkin tart, chocolate clairs & jamdoughnuts, trie, and strawberries were served for the students who cravedsweets.After the last student licked his bowl clean, the food on the table magicallydisappeared as the table became empty once again,"Now the students can take some time to bask yourselves in the beauty ofMazeroth. But remember, the forest to the west is forbidden for the students"Headmistress Kayla's words piqued his curiosity. If the forest was forbidden, heknew there must be some secret hiding within the forest and that secret mightbe the dark elf he was looking for."Follow him or I'll bite your head o" Nightmare threatened Wilkas when hetried to walk in the opposite direction of Michael,OracionSeisgifted Ice colaSEND GIFTSWanna gift the story? Try one.Hitman with aBadass...Martial ArtsThe Rise Of APorterFantasyHero ofDarknessFantasyThe GreatDemon...FantasyDeath Guns InAnother...FantasyThe BloodlineSystemFantasy4.84.74.74.64.64.7
