I'LL FAKE GOD // Deldrach

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DELDRACH AKAODON

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Unfortunately for the pissball, Goldenluxury was not someone that was going to go unprotected. She might not have succumbed, but if that proved anything, it was that she wouldn't be open for attacks- or death, for that matter. She seemed to survive anything and everything that the planet could throw at her. Deldrach, however, wasn't going to let her go through that on her own. Goldie didn't remember her, but it didn't matter.

Deldrach owed her that much.

She was out on the fringes of the jungle, slowly heading in, when he heard the rustling of another. The jaglioness froze, lowering her body down silently. The scent on the wind, the general gut feeling riddling her, the way the rustling was of quick movement in one direction. Her eyes narrowed, and the queen headed after them, intent on figuring out just who it was.