Epicebixia
Not So Super Saiyan
"Okay, fine." Setzu tells them. "Accept it." He says waiting for Hiro. A drip of sweat gleamed as it dripped down to his shoes, which he was tapping, impatiently. Setzu loosened his grip on his sword, and puts it behind his back with the other one. They hit and made a "Ting" sound, which rang for a moment, before drowning out into the conversations.
That's how you make a sentence into a paragraph. Boom.
That's how you make a sentence into a paragraph. Boom.