Chapter 55 Hold The Pelt
- Jessamine
- I didn’t try to run. I didn’t have it in me to. When I return to Darrock, he’s sorting through my bag, looking for Goddess knows what. I proceed to where he stands, attempting to snatch it from his grasp, but he holds it up, above his head, well aware that I’m too short to reach.
- Not. He’s just a tall moron with red eyes and a stupid attitude.