The Lich flicks through the ammonomicon lazily, not particularly having anything in mind.
With freedom from the now-Paradoxical Gungeon came an intense boredom. He had no need to defend The Gun anymore.
The Lich flicks through the ammonomicon lazily, not particularly having anything in mind.
With freedom from the now-Paradoxical Gungeon came an intense boredom. He had no need to defend The Gun anymore.
The master of the Gungeon seems to be inspecting his revolver, skeletal fingers polishing the barrel and inspecting the chambers with practiced precision.
The master of the Gungeon seems to be inspecting his revolver, skeletal fingers polishing the barrel and inspecting the chambers with practiced precision.