Paper pulled his sword out of the hoodie and began fighting against- angel of death: do you want to know what fire is paper? and let a flame fly towards paper paper could barely save himself but then he felt something hot on a corner of his head in the small alley where there was just a fight, a small heap was burning
Paper pulled his sword out of the hoodie and began fighting against- angel of death: do you want to know what fire is paper? and let a flame fly towards paper paper could barely save himself but then he felt something hot on a corner of his head in the small alley where there was just a fight, a small heap was burning