held their breath and widened their eyes to wait for the last moment.
"How about a bar?" he rolled his eyes/
"WHAT THE..."
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A tall well built man in an iron armour , his hair was shaved from both sides and only left some in the middle , he had scars all over his face and dirt and dents in his armour. He looked old with the white hair peppering his black hair , about mid forties at most.
Sir Christian: "You only have one day to review so goodluck everyone" he left the classroom
"My favorite sport is basketball, you know that?"
"What about the Imperial forces near the camp?" Franko asked "I don't think they'll just sit there and watch as their prison camp burns"
"Oh, come on. It'll lighten up your mood."
As they searched they found two wagons full of cloth type merch and three with food and wine. Their caravan was huge with easily 50 wagons. "That's not gonna ve enough food" Jimm complained.
Francis rises up, the bandages that were applied to him fell off. His bleeding had stopped and his eyes had completely turned dark. "You just pull out a gun and shoot at everything and anything that scares you, right? You are fearful, but that fear causes others to feel fear or completely pissed around you." A wide creepy grin lays on Francis's face, he hysterically laughs. "Thanks to you pissing this priest off so much I possessed him."
He got off the bed and found he was still wearing the crappy beginner clothes and remembered about his black clothes he got for the true bonus package, so he opened his Inventory and brought them out.