Rivals | Of Aether Deltarune

He flicked his wrist. The plasma blade was wrenched from Clairen’s grip. It clattered into a sewer grate, its light guttering out.

“You are not fun anymore,” he said, with genuine disappointment. “You are just sad. And sad people break the game for everyone.” rivals of aether deltarune

In the soot-choked alleyways of the Clockwork Quarter, where the steam from boiler-beasts mingled with the neon glow of healing crystals, two figures stood poised for violence. He flicked his wrist