“I propose a truce! You’ve had enough; you need to calm down! Inhale, exhale, and so on!” Dorian, catching his breath, quickly scans the arena for exits, a coveted chest, or anything long-range or useful (although it doesn’t seem possible according to the mechanics).
“I propose a truce! You’ve had enough; you need to calm down! Inhale, exhale, and so on!” Dorian, catching his breath, quickly scans the arena for exits, a coveted chest, or anything long-range or useful (although it doesn’t seem possible according to the mechanics).