05-11-2018, 06:07 AM
Robb laughs.
"You weaklings!" he coughs out, spitting blood as he talks. "You will never take me down! You stand no chance before my blade!"
Either the blood loss or alcohol poisoning has accentuated his ever-present hubris.
"You weaklings!" he coughs out, spitting blood as he talks. "You will never take me down! You stand no chance before my blade!"
Either the blood loss or alcohol poisoning has accentuated his ever-present hubris.