It sounds like it was a battle of epic proportions. I can imagine you standing over the fallen on the battlefield, blood-soaked and filled with the aura of your supreme power. Never was there a greater gladiator. That moth never stood a chance.
It sounds like it was a battle of epic proportions. I can imagine you standing over the fallen on the battlefield, blood-soaked and filled with the aura of your supreme power. Never was there a greater gladiator. That moth never stood a chance.
It was a close one. I thought it had me and then from our of nowhere I unleashed hell on that thing! :0)