04-12-2016, 10:59 PM
Merin gave a sigh seeing the shirt rip "guess its a good thing i got tailoring supplies" he mutters "cmon were not that dar off... ill fly us the rest of the way" he gabbed the new mon by his belt and placed a hand on Cliffords shoulder before levitating them and encasing them in a bubble and starts flying towards the house.
"Drop him, you die" he warns softly. It was a half hearted threat, ment more to make him secure his grip better on eric.
"Drop him, you die" he warns softly. It was a half hearted threat, ment more to make him secure his grip better on eric.
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