Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20191224042757/@comment-36159587-20191227070055

Galaxian fell in almost every pothole imaginable, but he always managed to scramble out and catch up with Milo. He was running without looking at the ground, which goes to show how wise an immortal of his caliber is.

"Are these footprints or potholes?" he muttered several times, without really expecting a response, since every time his sentence usually ended with him falling into a hole of such sort.