Thread:Dragonsoul1197/@comment-34012245-20190415043836/@comment-39025738-20190417113817

“Thanks Chan.” Prisma said, patting her on the back lightly. “I’m going to see what I can find. I have a little freind who can help us.” As Prisma said this, a mechanical wyvern landed on his shoulder. “Go see what you can find, Bandit.” Prisma patted the wyvern’s head and it flew off.