In the smoking hut where Warseers were... |
|
| Papa Papa, it was the Shining Ones! Can't you do something? | |
|
| Well, y'know, we're kinda at peace now and our crafters don't- | |
|
|
|
|
|
| If you don't do something I'mma tell Acta! | |
|
| ... | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| And that was when the Shining Ones gang-stomped you? | |
|
|
|
|