Story cover for Soul Healer by Asfridur
Soul Healer
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    Tempo 2h 21m
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    Leituras 905
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    Votos 28
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    Capítulos 17
  • WpHistory
    Tempo 2h 21m
Em andamento, Primeira publicação em out 22, 2013
All dressed in black battle armor he stands on the hillside like a statue frozen in time. The only indication that he is indeed alive are his pitch black eyes scanning the horizon. For several minutes his intense eyes seem to notice every single detail in the beautiful landscape below. But it would seem what ever he is searching for, it's not there.                        With an impatient growl, he adjusts his sword, and starts walking towards the forest. Each stride so powerful and menacing it would send shivers of fear through any being. Scanning the forest to the right he curses, as he spots someone running. With a raised brow he mumbles "This is all we need. Where do you hide, you annoying whelp? This is not time for games."     Teeth clenched, standing 7 feet tall, he seems to dominate the entire landscape with no effort at all. Observant his dark eyes stare at the running figure as it slowly but steadily approaches. He seems intrigued, unable to take his eyes off the running figure. Hidden in the dark shadows of the ancient trees, his midnight dark eyes are puzzled. "What is this?", he whispers. Slim, tall, lean muscles, the figure appears human, but definitely not male........
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