"There's no one come for you, brightblood. My brother, he told me, he did. He only got saved he did. But you's just scared. You got your cruelty on harshlike. You should've been nice to me, like he was."
He takes a sauntering step forward. The boy hardly blinks.
Epnine Thendr, but she says her name weird, with more notes than what makes sense of six and six. Probably a quirk.
"Take it back." He says low. "What you got your verbiage spun up on. Take it back, sunbleeder."
His brother would be so sad, so hurt. But his brother ain't here. His brother don't understand. He never got to knowing how other trolls worked, how things had to be. He never had to fight for himself like Kurloz did.
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He takes a sauntering step forward. The boy hardly blinks.
Epnine Thendr, but she says her name weird, with more notes than what makes sense of six and six. Probably a quirk.
"Take it back." He says low. "What you got your verbiage spun up on. Take it back, sunbleeder."
His brother would be so sad, so hurt. But his brother ain't here. His brother don't understand. He never got to knowing how other trolls worked, how things had to be. He never had to fight for himself like Kurloz did.