Dark Lord of Kismera (cont’d)

Kismera

Drace leaned back in the tub, letting Estelle daub her foul-smelling concoction on his bruised check and clawed shoulders. His broken nose had healed, but he kept receiving a steady supply of marks and bruises for her to fuss over. He closed his eyes and sighed. Continue reading “Dark Lord of Kismera (cont’d)”

Dark Lord of Kismera (cont’d)

Kismera

She came at him again, but this time he was ready. He blocked, spun away and countered with a blow of his own. She expertly blocked and smiled at him. She then began to use harder and more complicated attacks. Continue reading “Dark Lord of Kismera (cont’d)”