On Astral Tides: From Humble Freelancer To Astral Emperor Two Hundred And Eleven

Two Hundred And Eleven

“If you are going to insist on fighting, can we take this outside?” I asked, and Ginneka looked at curiously for a mont, before turning to her brother.

“What’s he talking about, nya? I’d have thought he’d have more of an advantage against our speed in here. I don’t get it, nya.”