[ Wary as it is, it's a stable enough agreement, however unspoken the most important aspects of it are. Maybe because it's that way that Mikazuki feels at ease with his decision to take this route. It's not scenic by any means, the path half-obscured by swampy overgrowth and battered skeletons of creatures both foreign and familiar. Still, he can't deny that the stinging smell of fire and oil is almost... pleasant, in a way. Like nostalgic things he's long been too clean of.
Chin level, Mikazuki doesn't have to look behind him to sense the other pilot. Instead, he ventures: ]
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Chin level, Mikazuki doesn't have to look behind him to sense the other pilot. Instead, he ventures: ]
There are two cities you can choose to go to.