Don't Tell Them Anything
The whip sliced across crestor's chest, spilling more blood down his front. "nghn," crestor gasped from behind gritted teeth. "dragon," the tiger held crestor's jaw in his hand, turning his face towards him.
Game of Tombs (Clean Version)
He hissed back at crestor. but crestor wasn't wrong though, this was a competition. the more information he deprived crestor of, the greater his contribution would be to the recovering of the treasure.
Game of Tombs
He hissed back at crestor. but crestor wasn't wrong though, this was a competition. the more information he deprived crestor of, the greater his contribution would be to the recovering of the treasure.
Game of Tombs (Good Ending)
He hissed back at crestor. but crestor wasn't wrong though, this was a competition. the more information he deprived crestor of, the greater his contribution would be to the recovering of the treasure.
A Conflict of Interest
Zulez stepped towards crestor and stood in front of the kneeling dragon. he picked up crestor's gun and aimed it at his head. "goodbye, soldier.
Build a Better Dragon
In the meantime, crestor was slowly planning his escape. "i'll go back and report this to crestor. i'm actually just a delivery boy. i don't know what's going on haha." he quickly paced to the door, and pulled the handle.
Night at the King's Carnival
crestor and garret had just reached their destination but seglagg seemed to be missing. "i thought he was following behind you?" garret asked crestor. "i thought he was following behind you!" crestor retorted. "but i'm in the front!"