[The Staff and the leviathan are having eyeball to eyeball conversations. Outside, the peeper leviathan starts chirping loud enough to rattle the walls, and Gnosis looks at Pure Vanilla with a look in his eyes that's reminiscent of a child seeing an icecream truck.]
It's more difficult for me to get hypothermia, at least, due to my Arts. ...but I'll concede on the other points.
[Gnosis runs at a low temperature anyway, it's the heat that'll kill him faster.]
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It's more difficult for me to get hypothermia, at least, due to my Arts. ...but I'll concede on the other points.
[Gnosis runs at a low temperature anyway, it's the heat that'll kill him faster.]