Lance nearly fell off the dragon. "Holy Thor! How can you hold onto this thing??" he asked. He hefted the hammer up but missed almost every dummy that came at him.
(there are a lot of m's in that lol)
"What're you thinking about?" Cynthia asked. "Or would you rather I didn't talk?"
"Good." Chaos smiled and laid down to get comfortable.


Jackson Overland Frost. 




