𝗦𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗔𝗡 𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗛

❛ You know. . . If Iratus weren’t so damn loud, he’d almost be enjoyable—. ❜

❛ Keep your head down troops—, don’t become lambs for the slaughter. ❜

Thank god Iratus is in his head—. You’d hate to hear what he says.

???? BITES BACK?

❛ Let’s hope some of that rubs off on the rookies—, last thing they need is to get hit with a string of bad luck. . . ❜

❛ . . . So many new faces; hope they’re building coffins fast enough. ❜

Flipping

Within seconds, Axel bursts into the room. His firearm at the ready, his attention immediately locking onto the flickering woman. ❛ . . . Hold on, East. I’ll get you out of here. ❜

Yeah, you’ve got a point. Though it’s been years since that. . . 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, took Zero. I doubt he’s ever coming back. . .

He’s got a ton of mowing to catch up on.

ᴘᴇɴɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ: #ᴀʀᴀᴄʜɴɪᴅ ᴍᴜɴ ɪs 𝟸𝟸 ᴍɪɴᴏʀs ᴅɴɪ

ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ɴ-sғᴡ (ɴᴏᴛ sᴛʀɪᴄᴛʟʏ ʟᴇᴡᴅ)