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with the grass loli obtained, I now set my sights on a rumored rerun:
The stormy clouds of the Thunder Milf looming in the distance, thunderclaps ringing through the violet skies.
Raiden. If I save enough, I shall have my third Archon.
intoxicating heart splashing
inside his life's waves...
swim to oceanic thunderclaps
within her purple prose~
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O, dear one, who hast found this scroll writ upon storms: seize heaven’s thunderclaps.
The Festival of the Reddest Night approaches: will the tide be stemmed? Will you master violence and rejoice in the glory of combat?
May you become Concordant.
Cover for GUBAT BANWA 1E!
The lone Allosaurus is caught off guard by the tide on a tiny island, without food or water. Its position is complicated by an impending storm. What does a hungry predator hear? Thunderclaps or the footsteps of a celestial sauropod?