"A little ways away the sound of boots on the cold stone was sounding throughout the otherwise quiet balcony. Yumina noticed them before Tyrr did, though they turned at the same time. There stood the rest of Yumina’s entourage, Lokkemand, who they’ve been beside since childhood, Mahiran, her chief advisor, and the always anxious Isuli, who swore his life to the Kingdom who saved his people."
I like their black outfits ;-;
This is my fantasy webcomic, Runaway Wolves. I have another that recently reached its hundredth page, so check that out!
History often repeats itself. Hundreds of years ago a tyrant was defeated, and hundreds of years later, our heroes must do it all over again. Only problem is, defeating a Goddess is hard when she's had a headstart of centuries on you.
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