The Queen
Nobody appreciates the effort involved with raining down balls of fire on a village. It’s skill, it’s training, it’s a blood sacrifice, and by that I mean my blood, not somebody else’s blood. That’s cheating.
Nobody appreciates the effort involved with raining down balls of fire on a village. It’s skill, it’s training, it’s a blood sacrifice, and by that I mean my blood, not somebody else’s blood. That’s cheating.
Nobody appreciates the effort involved with raining down balls of fire on a village. It’s skill, it’s training, it’s a blood sacrifice, and by that I mean my blood, not somebody else’s blood. That’s cheating.
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