Maybe the Ring-Spirit was having a perfectly reasonable day with nothing exciting happening. Maybe he was plotting something nasty. A Nasty Plot. Maybe he was torturing small Pokémon in an alleyway. Who knows?
Whatever he was doing, it's no longer relevant, because a pair of metal d10s are sailing towards the back of his head at an irritating-but-not-injurious velocity.
"HEY, DWEEB! CATCH!" Zahra's voice is half-filled with genuine affection. The other half is schadenfreude.
part 0.5: get in, loser
Whatever he was doing, it's no longer relevant, because a pair of metal d10s are sailing towards the back of his head at an irritating-but-not-injurious velocity.
"HEY, DWEEB! CATCH!" Zahra's voice is half-filled with genuine affection. The other half is schadenfreude.