[Post 151]
Author : Morbid Reality
Date : 01-15-04 09:15 PM
He felt a rush of air, his senses heightened, nothing that could predict attacks, but it had always happened, nothing spectacular. He did what anyone with the Gravity talisman would, he altered the fields around him, raising up a shield. The Chakram hit the shield, and rebounded off, slamming
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