Childhood Friend Of The Zenith – Chapter 1104

Sluuush. When she wrung her clothes with pale hands, bloody water streamed straight down. She must’ve soaked up a lot; the amount running off was no joke. And what she was holding— ‘A mace.’ A spiked iron ball. From the chain linking it, I knew at a glance how the weapon was used. ‘That woman uses that?’ What was peculiar...