[Horrible joke more like it. Yet, his words were enough for the Xaela to come to a halt and sent a shiver down to the tip of her reptile-like tail. For a brief moment, her fingers itched to grab hold of her pair of chakrams resting on her waist, urging to slice the air where he stood.
She stood in place, shoulder to shoulder with his, keeping her gaze ahead. If she dared to look upon him again, it's as if she acknowledged his existence.]
This realm is known to have some tricks. [She muttered enough to reach his ears. Gods, is she having a conversation with a phantom? Still, what he said did make some sense, enough to turn her stomach. Shar kept both arms by her side, her fingers feathering over her chakram blades.] Maybe I'm being haunted. That would be Hell itself.
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She stood in place, shoulder to shoulder with his, keeping her gaze ahead. If she dared to look upon him again, it's as if she acknowledged his existence.]
This realm is known to have some tricks. [She muttered enough to reach his ears. Gods, is she having a conversation with a phantom? Still, what he said did make some sense, enough to turn her stomach. Shar kept both arms by her side, her fingers feathering over her chakram blades.] Maybe I'm being haunted. That would be Hell itself.