She strutted away from the dead and dying girls, utterly unconcerned with the havoc she was wreaking. Had they been a little slower because of the bunk time they'd shared? She neither knew nor cared. The only thing that mattered to her now was acheiving her goal before she died...
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Just doing a bit of art for my own pleasure. Wasn't sure whether the scene should be night or day, so I've done a bit of both, as you can see. Night is more ninja, but also harder to appreciate the details!
Agent Tygress
2021-01-08 10:48:40 +0000 UTCJuggernaut
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