Elision of Ecritures
The Demon Librarian
==> Anna: Hide
You hide once again. You elect to charge another round of your gun, panting as you slump against the back of a piece of asphalt that was uprooted from the fall.
How strong would this thing have been had you faced it head on? You fumble, deciding to preserve your health bullets. You're ribs are definitely bruised, and you think your right ankle is sprained.
You hide once again. You elect to charge another round of your gun, panting as you slump against the back of a piece of asphalt that was uprooted from the fall.
How strong would this thing have been had you faced it head on? You fumble, deciding to preserve your health bullets. You're ribs are definitely bruised, and you think your right ankle is sprained.