by Agent Maine(Meta) » Tue Apr 30, 2019 7:42 pm
They only last a bit longer after that before they go limp, a raspy exhale of a sound escaping them, grasp loosening drastically before over all going completely limp. Moz looks a little hesitant but Zane doesn't seem phased as he calles to rhys, to get his attention since he can't get the skag to settle down, its still injured, a steady pool of crimson growing beneath the large slag beasts front paws as it shakes and shrieks.
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