Disembodied Souls 2
Chapter 2
"Trish." Dante сказал(-а) as he gazed up upward at the canopy of storm clouds looming overhead.
"I don't like this." Trish held her pistols in her hands and stared at him.
"I thought there would he something here to fight." Dante
Shook his head distastefully and sheathed his demonic sword once more. The облако loomed over their heads menacingly; threatening to send sheets of rain down in an instant.
"Just looks like rain." Trish strutted around the трава and tried to figure out what the Order could possibly have though was wrong with this place. Her firearms were...
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