pramanix arknights

Realizing he wasn’t getting anywhere, Roc took to the air, flying in loops over the arena. People in the audience shielded their eyes from the sun and pointed at him, trying to keep him in their sights as his speed grew. As he built up his acceleration, he channeled mana into his right leg, and a sheath of energy enveloped eagle talons. “Decisive Divebomb,” he cast, prompting a magic circle to appear around his ankle. Beast Art, the combination of shamanism and monk magic. When he fought Aithorn, he could only use basic mana enhancement on his attacks, but by honing his monk magic by fighting Seraph over and over, his training back in the Ashok Mountains had been fruitful, and he had reached the league of true beastman warriors.

Is that glow or a green aura without flies?Any girls want a little cubby for themselves? ;3Hehe look at my butt!Literally me,Me thinking I'm being funny at the pool (I'm gonna get raped in the changing room)

It's going down now You're thirsty for some blood Actually craving for love. What you only want is dub Greed makes you go numb Purposefully, blocking good thoughts Hey, please, doctor, doctor He's about to be that patient 'Cause I'm about to knock him out cold (Bring him back, please) .Whole lotta moves I make on you like dance floor. And during this beat down You prolly wish that you can fast-forward (oh).