by Spartan-117~TMC~H3 » Fri Mar 08, 2013 11:30 am
Francis laughed as he nocked a grappling arrow onto his bowstring, drew, aimed, fired at the next building. He secured it quickly and slid down by his bow and landed softly on the ground and smirked, knowing he'd just beat his father down.
AnnaBella sat on the hood of a Ferrari and looked around.