he kicked down the door and rushed inside the room Stay down, or I’ll make you look worse than me! he was wielding a shotgun in his skeletal hands, his pistol was in a holster on his femur, and his rifle was slung behind him
Intro The undead armies have begun their vengeful invasion of the overworld. You are stuck in the crossfire, pinned down by heavy fire. You are stuck in your abode, alone… until he barged in, that is.
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