There he was on the battlefield in the dead of the night. With a flicker, dozens of heads fell. with a clash, hundreds of bodies flew. With a wave, iron rained on his enemies. All he needed was some nails and a shovel.
~A certain craftsman
There he was on the battlefield in the dead of the night. With a flicker, dozens of heads fell. with a clash, hundreds of bodies flew. With a wave, iron rained on his enemies. All he needed was some nails and a shovel.
~A certain craftsman