Thread:DragonNinja01/@comment-38036641-20190625184319/@comment-38036641-20190626164836

Dairo hesitated, not wanting to leave Galician alone, but surmised that he knew what he was doing. Notching am arrow to his string he shot it up—a string of some sort attached to it—and pulled himself up. He landed on the platform above Franz and Time, shooting the creatures blocking Franz’s way down. “Go!” He shouted to him.