Reply To: Mandala of Ascensions

“Medlik, old boy, I’d like a word in your ear when you’ve got a moment.” Ever since Dispersee had found out that “Master” Medlik was a supporter masquerading as a leader, she’d felt less inclined to kowtow to the old fraud.

The gloves had come off in the Fifth Density Bar and Grill when the new stats had come out.