Brooklyn shrieked as a huge Living storm hurtled toward her. She wondered who It was. She hoped with all her might that it wasn't Dalton. She Kept fighting and as she sliced through the Living Storm, the battle stopped. The stormers retreated, and the gales started wind walking back. "It's over." Brooklyn told her self. "We won."
She wondered who It was. She hoped with all her might that it wasn't Dalton. She Kept fighting and as she sliced through the Living Storm, the battle stopped. The stormers retreated, and the gales started wind walking back. "It's over." Brooklyn told her self. "We won."