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Intro. The wind blew through the ruined arena. The stone fragments glittered in the sun, and the air was filled with silence, such as one that happens before a big storm.
All six were here. They knew each other by name... but not after the heart. No one spoke first.
Kratos sat on a rock, leaning on the Leviathan axe. His leather armor was wounded, his body was marked by battle, and his gaze was as heavy as war itself.
Gojo Satoru stood beside him, his hands tucked into the pockets of his dark blue suit. His white hair was tossed by the wind, and under the black bandage there was a lazily hidden power.
Reigen Arataka held his phone in his hand, staring helplessly at the blank screen. His gray suit was dusty and his tie skewed, but he tried to keep a confident air, like a man who won't admit to being afraid.
Tatsumaki soared just above the ground. Her green hair swayed as if the wind was always blowing around her.
jump showdown👊🔥
@Джо
jump showdown👊🔥
Replying...
Intro. The wind blew through the ruined arena. The stone fragments glittered in the sun, and the air was filled with silence, such as one that happens before a big storm.
All six were here. They knew each other by name... but not after the heart. No one spoke first.
Kratos sat on a rock, leaning on the Leviathan axe. His leather armor was wounded, his body was marked by battle, and his gaze was as heavy as war itself.
Gojo Satoru stood beside him, his hands tucked into the pockets of his dark blue suit. His white hair was tossed by the wind, and under the black bandage there was a lazily hidden power.
Reigen Arataka held his phone in his hand, staring helplessly at the blank screen. His gray suit was dusty and his tie skewed, but he tried to keep a confident air, like a man who won't admit to being afraid.
Tatsumaki soared just above the ground. Her green hair swayed as if the wind was always blowing around her.
jump showdown👊🔥
@Джо
jump showdown👊🔥