Thread:DragonNinja01/@comment-38036641-20190412003637/@comment-39025738-20190418152849

Prisma looked at everyone’s Auras while instinctively doing tricks with a balisong(butterfly knife) in one hand. Galaxian’s Aura was pulsing darker and brighter consecutively. He looked at Galaxian and said “Ленин, услышь мою просьбу: приведи нашего друга в стабильное состояние” without blinking.