Kryger

Done for my personal project, Daeva.

"The fallen only grew colder as snow descended from the bleak clouds above. Bromin was hardly phased from the skirmish - a few nicks and bruises maybe, but men were hardly comparable to the foe he had grown accustomed to over the years. Only men had something beyond instinct to act on, something beasts didn't have the luxury of prolonging their lives with. He grimaced down at his assailants before continuing on. That luxury hadn't extended to them today."

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