r-o-o-k-i-e

The world was no stranger to abnormalities—things that shouldn''''t exist, things that simply could, and things too alien to make sense. Even so, watching a man in heavy plated armor sprint for his life while an amorphous flesh mass dissolved the floorboards behind him, only to be followed by a companion in tactical gear strumming a frantic, upbeat folk jig on a mandolin, was the best thing Leticiel caught on camera all day