[He shakes his head one last time. If the company alone meant avoiding people like her, he would be that much more grateful. He's used to being alone. Prefers it. Why would anything change just because some undead fiend has him here.
At least he knows one thing. He can only rely on himself.
Some things never change.
He doesn't stop, or look back. Even gesture that he heard her. He simply continues on. It was time to find his way off this island.]
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At least he knows one thing. He can only rely on himself.
Some things never change.
He doesn't stop, or look back. Even gesture that he heard her. He simply continues on. It was time to find his way off this island.]