my circled captors shake their hooded heads in disgust as one swiftly draws the sacrificial dagger across my throat and the altar's runes begin to glow gently in hungered anticipation
"...guys?"
my circled captors shake their hooded heads in disgust as one swiftly draws the sacrificial dagger across my throat and the altar's runes begin to glow gently in hungered anticipation
"...guys?"