Thread:Swampcloud51/@comment-38701854-20190407005758/@comment-36159587-20190409010904

Galaxian, who didn't look the best at the moment, stepped out of the woods. He had five bullets in his chest, which he had completely forgotten about, a lot of dirt on his face, and whole lot of bruises that would have been there except for the fact the young deity never bruised.

"Uhh, excuse me," he went, as he walked over, and still couldn't see the situation. "I sensed a large amount of dangerous and a potential explosion, and--" Galaxian blinked upon seeing Silverskies, Wind Weaver, and Allen.

"Uhh, hello."